Pure Love

Look at the horizon to view a vast sea. Orange, yellow and red skies move slow and cling. With a wind so crisp on the top of the knoll, oh , the smell of salty peace soothes ones soul. The sun is setting and they come about; beginning to shout. Small floating stars inside their jars; flash and sparkle, they are so small. Navy blue reflects on calm fluid glass, the time moves slow, please do not pass. Whales raise their flukes and spray the air, making the moonlight resemble and Angels' hair. Animals begin to go to sleep, the whales move more into the deep. Light blue and red fill the skies, almost as though the world is God's right eye. The feeling of pure love lies with the sight of an ocean, a white dove and a ray of light. Written on April 07, 2005 College Homework Assignment