Autumn tainted leaves hover on treasure chest branches
A pale gold pinch of open sunlight unfolds
Illuminating its path of travel from the clouds
And to the dry forest floor where once upon a time an angel fell from the sky
A tiny mess of bones piled onto one another
Tinge of yellow and dashed with threads of brown
Soft breezes strum crystal webs that cling and sway
And warmly kiss the halo at the top softly glowing with embarrassment
Shredded grasses and weed thorn flowers sprout
Lingering among the hidden shards of the skeleton
Cloaking vulnerability and weakness
Keeping strong the one who fell like a shooting star
-SW~
2 comments:
I really like it. Emphasis on really. You're brilliant. I loved the way you described everything.
thank you ^^ i'll be posting more eventually, like.. one everyday ^_^
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