And then there was light.
There!
Over the horizon,
in the east!
A red-yellow orb,
the size of yonder
splendid moon,
that gazes across
sky-ocean,
bluer than earth-ocean.
The moon is full,
pale white
like
fresh marble from
a quarry,
but the sun,
with reddish glow
and
warm light
is what
shoos away the night.
Morning has struck,
and then there was light.
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Mini Poem Book I: Poems of My Soul
PoesieMini Poems: poems that don't take up more than a wattpad page. This is a book of mini poems, with topics that include: -tortured love -one-shot imaginations -a description of the little things in everyday life -confessions of what bothers my mind...
