Paint Water Skies
Paint Water Skies
Do you know that feeling you get on a long car ride, when you’re looking out the window. The world is shifting ever so quietly. One grass field slips by like a forgotten postcard, as another comes passing by, then a line of trees rising and falling like the earth breathing in its sleep. Your mind begins to wander, drifting in and out of thought. The music playing in the background softens, acting as a soundtrack for your thoughts twirling in your mind. Those thoughts start to dance with the melody, forming shapes out of the ifs and ands and how comes. Dreams once out of reach slowly morphing into a reality made of memories and desires strung together.
Just when you’re completely caught in this alternate world your soul is singing in, you catch a glimpse of the ever changing sky. The sky that began so blue, full of clouds drifting along the car as if curious about your thoughts. Painted with strokes of vibrant colours that melt together into the most beautiful masterpiece. Pinks, reds, and oranges melting into one another like paintwater swirling in a jar. Imperfect, messy, breathtaking. Crossing paths to form hues of purples and yellows that warm your soul like a cup of tea on a cold summer night.
The sky whispers as the silence of night overcomes, soft as pages turning in a dark room. The colours fade and blend until the sky becomes a deep, rich navy. The kind that looks black at first glance. A place where the stars and the darkness play hide-and-seek until finally the night bursts open with illuminating light. The moon comes out to play, spilling soft light across fields of grass and trees. A quiet feeling of home settles over you, hugging your soul, reminding you that you are not alone.
The background music becomes too clear and your mind is back in the now. Everything feels so much clearer and lighter. Your mind went on a journey ending in the warm embrace of safety, something you’ve craved for your whole life. This is what it’s like looking at you. Your eyes are the sky, ever changing beauty. Bringing warmth and safety with each blink. Your voice is the music, gently playing alongside mine. Your smile the moon and stars lighting up the night, reminding me I’m not alone. Your soul reminding me that home isn’t too far away after all.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
