clouds kneel on horizon's mist
where crimson streaks haze
and isosceles touch shores
heaving sighs
poised, a feathered flight
seeks refuge within ray
at curtain's call
as tranquility awes, sight
paints eternity- a blessing
reminding of His Love





Makes me think of Geometry class! How I love
poems of nature that reflect on the grandeur of our Creator.
All the best in the contest.


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