You are elementary;
Like the air around me
The stillness that survives
The energy that endures.
You are rustic;
The metallic tang of ink
And the soft glide of quills
That leak charm.
You are acoustic;
The strong hum of the strings
And the murmurs of music
When all is silent.
You are water;
A small creek that tumbles down
Patches of snow blossoms
And underneath, a spring sings.
You are a sky;
That is always painted blue
But shines in fiery hues.
You are elementary.
YOU ARE READING
Coffee Stains
NouvellesSwirling spoon in steaming drink Ripples the secret thoughts I think Streaming tears and long felt pains So much in my coffee stains
