Liquid Stars
written by: Evelyn
@sanepoet
in the misty country morn
on the blades of grass
the dew drops
sparkle
in the first light
once were tears
from the sky
whispered in the air
blown by the breeze
an almost kiss
a distant fire
among the clouds
of a new dawn
the softest
littlest spheres
barely visible
brightens, freshens up
the end of night
in the silence
a spoken jewel
a blessed tale awakens
like fallen meteorites
wishes fading fast
till the last leaf
dries up
the earth coarsens
to breathe once again
saying as it’s always been
live for the morrow
live for yesterday
live yet another day
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
Sometimes, tears remind us of what hope is all about. A new day to wipe out every tear.
I'm just Evelyn.
I see an immense amount of beauty and destruction in the universe, and I believe that everything has a deeper meaning if we only care to look closer.
I always have a poem waiting in the pocket of my mortal jeans.
I see an immense amount of beauty and destruction in the universe, and I believe that everything has a deeper meaning if we only care to look closer.
I always have a poem waiting in the pocket of my mortal jeans.
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