Breath Of Life
The falling sun drapes it's last breath
upon the stoney ground as twilight throws a purple quilt upon an apple orchard in one evenescent breath
Looking westward the first star appears In a blue red glow as I recite a poem under the boughs of a weeping willow
A Distant dream from a day long ago has rekindled a fire of orange warmth as the full moon sits upon Wild Grass Hill sinking in a beautiful bathe of starlight mist
For a moment a silent call bekons an inkling to run wild near the River Nigh as it twists and turn through The Forest of Life
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"Be daring open your eyes for beauty is painted in ever breath of life
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2025
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