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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A walk solitary in the evening, took me to a path that led to the vast calm sea under the serene blue sky; In the midway, I stopped to reach a spot so calm and placid, with verdant plains of pristine blooms, in green rusticity of bucolic charm, when whispers of my soul echoed and merged into that stillness: stillness of an enchanting moment, of a delightful warm evening. Feeling the throb of silence, I pondered on the musings of my soul, lost in thought on the fragility of life; In a trancelike state that followed, I saw the golden sun setting over the primordial sea and felt my eyes strained to catch a glimpse of a cherubic shadowy image, emerging and floating in the distant faint hazy sky. An ephemeral moment shrouded in obscurity... Is it real or imaginary? Mouth agape, I saw a dainty form like that of an ethereal divine spirit: so delicate, graceful, gossamer-fragile; the angelic figure opened her mouth, as if to say something to me, in a low faint voice. Anxiety overtook my poise, in that dreamlike illusory moment Ah so oneiric; as I glared at the wispy shape, at that mystical instant that seemed to be surreal, I heard tunes mellifluous, and chiming of soft bells; swirling hues of blue, purple and golden yellow, and sparkles of light charmed my eyes - all so chimeric and unreal. Then, the starry-eyed heavenly angel spoke to me in her soothing soft voice: "The soul of Nature is bleeding Never let Her perish... " An evening chorus of pigeons now roused me from my reverie. I stood there in astonishment, reflecting on all that happened A while ago... The angel had disappeared... Now, the sun was about to set, and I was standing at the same spot as before... With the message of the angel still echoing in my mind... Date: 05/28/2021 Submitted for: Writing Prompt - Dreamlike - Poetry Contest Sponsor: Constance La France
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