Mystic Trail
A trace of hazy mist,
I pace in pearly tryst.
My mind in loops of night,
to find solace in light.
Milky way curls to sing,
hopes sway in silver spring.
At dawn a trail of dreams,
I yawn as my heart beams.
June 30, 2020
Verses In Essence - 8 Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
~Winner: 2nd Place
Copyright © Aditi Mishra | Year Posted 2020
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