I Wonder
I Wonder

Of God's painted skies
And breezes of winter's sighs
I painted today
In words of azure, scented
By pine shivers, not tethered.

I laid my pen upon my lined canvas and longed to capture a whisper, one sigh caught upon the breeze, almost as much as I longed to join its journey, to soar across such purity of sky, such blue innocence. I wondered if my words, my colors, could truly speak of its beauty... this rare day, a gift of perfection, one to be remembered... untainted.

submitted into the Word Painting challenge

By Myrna D.

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The WORD PAINTING Challenge with Bengieske (Ben) read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)

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