Endless Beauty
The twilight, like a gentle lover, wraps the world in a soft embrace.
Its colors blend and bleed, creating a canvas painted with hues of dreams and memories.
Each stroke of dusk is a whispered promise, a secret shared between the fading day and the emerging night.
The moon, that celestial wanderer,
tosses its silver coin across the vast expanse of sky.
It dances with the stars, those ancient companions who listen intently to its murmured confessions.
They exchange cryptic messages, like cosmic postcards, bridging the gap between infinity and our mortal existence.
The ocean, forever restless, is a lover who kisses the shore with salty lips.
Each wave carries a love letter, etching its frothy ink upon the sands.
Seagulls, those winged poets, pirouette on the edge of existence.
Their delicate feathers brush against eternity, leaving traces of flight in the wind.
Mountains stand as stoic guardians, their rugged faces etched by the hands of time.
They hold forgotten tales and whispered legends within their stony hearts. Their peaks reach for the heavens, daring the gods to descend and join their ancient dance.
Earth and sky entwine, and we watch, mere mortals, from below.
And we, like threads in a cosmic loom, weave our fragile stories.
Laughter, tears, and longing blend together, creating verses in the symphony of existence.
Our notes resonate across the expanse, fleeting moments of grace that linger in the memory of the universe.
In this grand tapestry of life, we are both artists and observers,
adding our brushstrokes to the canvas of time.
Copyright © Princess Susi Etelagi | Year Posted 2024
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