Transcending beyond the beauty of the clouds
there was a mesh of cotton
a dialect of color
an illuminating sky of fabric.
It was a ray of sunshine
and I was flying
high beyond the wind
and outwith the blossoms and flora
the aroma past the dawn
along with its bright and shimmery array of destiny spread out across the vault of heaven.
Surpassing the view was a bird
a sign of peace
serenity
tranquility
hope...
Its wings covered its sins
but its coating of color said it all.
It beamed a beauty but hid a secret
it shamelessly carried on into the orderly goodwill
and accepted the silence as a harmony.
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Mellifluous Murmurs
Poetry❁ Freedom is allowing the crisp air to guide you through this forest we can call society. ❁
