Earth’s Sonnet

April 22, 2022 by forgottenmeadows 25 Comments

In the quiet hum of the rising sun

where hearts sigh,

My beautiful earth gently spun,

writing a sonnet in the sky.

Spinning like nobody was watching,

My earth danced away…

Unaware of the lives it was touching,

in every part of the day.

Splattering the colours of its soul.

my earth sung with the trees

and that song made me whole,

As I felt the morning breeze.

My earth, my earth, my earth, where would I go without you?

Your poetry feeds my soul, you cast away all my blues. 

poetry and image copyright neha 2022

Happy Earth Day!

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