Up and Above
Oh I sit on my moonlit terrace
As the wind whisks with a tender graze,
As the stars burn, oh light-years away
To their silent harmony, I sway.
In the coolness of the night,
In the alluring raven sight,
In my balmy blushing cheek,
I find the peace, I oh so dearly seek!
My soul stretches near and afar;
Thoughts spilling forth from the jar,
Trailing filaments of long entwined
Philosophy of a probing mind.
Copyright © Preethi Narasimhan | Year Posted 2020
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