Barely had my eyes closed,
It was as if the Earth arose,
Resplendence was she,
Sundressed in incandescence,
Gliding, all living in cadence,
Slowly, shimmering by my third eye,
Affixed to see, wondrous luminosity,
Opened impossibly more with a turn
Of her head, eyes gleaming, know,
For, the hour is late, all life
Is at the gate to its end, and there
Are but a few friends.
Again, with imperceptible stride,
And Earth's sentient flocking abide,
An awakening, the radiance moved on.
Rising amidst my room aglow,
The vivid dreamscapes gleanings to know,
I drew a glimmer of the magnificence,
And put my unending pens point to leaf,
Mindful of a sirens distant calling,
Evanesces of knowledge, a way to walk,
And a foreboding, do not of this speak.
Thus, a poem was wrote then, I've no access to
Now, this one will have to do 'til who knows when.
Challenge :) Song: 'For the beauty
of the Earth'; with Starlite
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