twirling offering at sunset



behind a curtain of woods

the sun 

splashes her unforgettableness 

lest night

dims memory,

so how can we not

scamper out the back door

to dance, dance…

 across a floor of sponge

feet commune

with a moonful of creatures

 hearts beating

the rhythm 

of wisdom

and we dance, dance

we dance




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4 Responses to twirling offering at sunset

  1. Just moments ago I came in from watching the sun set. Another beautiful ending to a beautiful day.

  2. Rachael says:

    Quite beautiful. You took me right there 🙂 xx

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