I want to be the mountains that rise high, kissing the sky.
The deep blue sea brimming with life.
The forests, lush and green, radiating with abundance.
The animals roaming, running free on pastures and prairies.
The sun pulsing out from the distance it's call, distinct and wild.
I want to be it's fiery tendrils.
The iridescent colors dancing by the twilight.
The stars twirling in the unknown.
I want to be the deepening darkness that houses the cosmos.
I want be more than what I am.
Paint me with your words.
Paint me with the colors of the universe.
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Labyrinth
PoetryPoems I made during quarantine. A poem compilation about eating, sleeping and other things. I don't know what I have created. Read at your own risk.
