The Eternal Philosopher
In the midst of a split second
An emotion slipped from my heart.
Started twirling whirling, and twisting
As if it had flower-light feather wings!
Magic is what dreams are made of.
Feel genuine as long as we are inert
When awake, its canvas fades
But vibrant hues left a rainbow behind!
Inspire hope with sunshine
It will develop into a sunbeam!
Which breathes life
It gives you a fresh start!
When Dusk and Dawn started playing
Their preferred game Merry Go Round.
Time chuckled and joyfully applauded.
Only the eternal philosopher can hear!
************
comment:
p_commentcount