Tears from the heavens
fall to the Earth,
drenching, bathing
me in purity.
Washing my heart
of insecurities,
despair,
loneliness...
Happiness fills me
from the inside,
stretching my face into
a smile so wide.
The clouds slowly part,
revealing a ray of brightest light,
a golden thread of inspiration
for a lost poet;
a lifeline for a
misunderstood soul.
A work of art,
painted by an invisible brush
slowly appears
amidst hazy skies.
Violets like velvet
coat the firmament.
Deep indigoes and blues
proudly shine.
Bold greens that match
the grass on Earth.
Bright yellows,
lustrous oranges,
and fiery reds all combined,
Light is bent, and swirled
by the hand of the artist
into a breathtaking masterpiece...
I feel the gentle shower
softly easing into
the quiet of dusk.
A beautiful golden sun,
sinking into the west,
beneath sparkling waters.
I feel the residue
of the colours;
they fade from the
darkening sky,
and brighten
within my heart.
And I know I have been
touched forever
by an angel of love...
-Morgana












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