Godseed
The godseed of mystical dreams
Incubates in starry skies
I sigh in longing as messages
On the wind, caress my inner skin
The galaxy within spins in rhythms of colour
Spinning, curving lines that define the inside of time
The outside looking on in abandonment as the universe plays along
The godseed is alive
Copyright © Lacy Dream | Year Posted 2020
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment