Saturday, August 07, 2004

Metaphor is to life

The sun highlights the sky
an inferno of everlasting life
the clouds compliment it lazily

the sky the softest of blues
highlight the clouds
whether they be grey or white

Stormy skies entice and excite
telling of the storm to come
lightning strikes the night sky

Thunder breaks the silence of night
a soft rain beats down
the land soaked with the giver of life

Relaxing allowing sleep to settle in
eyes flutter, finally close
now the soft rhythmic breathing of slumber


1 comment:

Queenie said...

You are getting better with every word.
I hope you realize this.

Q