It's a Beautiful World
On a rough jagged rock, I sit
high above a waterfall
whose roar is loud...yet soothing
it pours upon the large rocks below
in a violent rush
mushrooming up, bubbling mists of rain
that are carried by the wind
caressing my skin
the day's twilight sheen
casts a dim light and a sense of serenity
I watch the sunset sweep across the horizon
in a vibrantly painted wash of colors
taking me on a quiet journey
of wondrous dreamy thoughts...that beckon my soul
to a beautiful world of expansive scenery
the red of the evening sky is the perfect dress
with ruffles of yellow, to end the day
the last flicker of light vanishes
and the night drapes its darkness
over the shoulder of twilight
comforting the majestic splendor of sunset
in a black cape of luminous stars
welcoming the rise of the moon's crowning light
to illuminate the waterfall
in a soft luster...taking center stage
allowing shades and shadows to form in silence
moving slowly across the landscape
filling my eyes, my soul, with peace and tranquility
as I whisper...yes, it's a beautiful world
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