Thursday, February 18, 2010

Progress

The sun laughs at the trees,

then skips beyond the horizon.

Love lies awaiting the darkness.


Heat clings to the air

as shadows seep into twilight.

Evening clouds lift the moon.


Night creaks to life

while peace infiltrates dreams.

Silence slips through fingers.


Light leaks over the mountains,

branching into tomorrow.

Stars sneak toward dawn.


Rays slip past curtains

as sunrise sifts the sky

searching for the morning.

2 comments:

K-Ry said...

I love how you use light and sound to convey the passage of time through this poem! So AMAZING!!

Rose Smith International Author, Healer, Psychic and Owner AbsoluteSoulSecrets.com said...

Hauntingly true and beautiful! Thanks for that!