Poetry | Nature | Life
Star Light Is The Essence Of Life
Wildflowers Spread Their Dancing Skirts
Heavy clouds reflect the luster of the rising sun.
It drips a liquid gold into the river near the field.
The trail of light is followed by the turning face of every leaf.
They stretch in yearning for its touch as wildflowers shed their downy mantles of the night.
They spread their dancing skirts in a flowing ring, waiting to receive.
When the essence intermingles with the kernel of the seed within, they release the dust of all they hold as an earthy starlit trace of infinity in their wake.
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