God's Tranquility
the ivory glazed moon strokes
his lover with a goodnight kiss-
he whispers words with a coax
streaming into heaven’s abyss...
ebon darkness turns into bliss.
the sun rises in the morn’s dew
on a withering crimson rose-
she awaits for daylight to renew
her tranquility and pure repose…
as her sweet fresh nectar glows.
nature reveals its beauty in ease,
the pulchritude flows in placidity-
for the concord is in the breeze,
saturated in breathless harmony...
amity bestows God’s tranquility.
August 19, 2018
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2018
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