Quiet
“The silent moonbeam spreads pearls of joy
on the serene shore of the soul.” – By Poet
The whistling breeze of the beguiling spring
ripples the aura of the enthralled ether.
Freedom cascades with ecstasy rhythm,
the soaring birds carry on their wings
to the soundless height of the seamless cerulean sky.
Looking up enchanted and engrossed,
I am swathed by nature’s silent rhapsody wave,
swaying me on the swells of solitude,
suffusing me with the sense of fulfillment,
the joy of living creates.
My mind echoes serenely
the mystique music of soothing calmness.
Tranquility flows with the stream of rapture,
submerges my soul in the flood of bliss,
as I walk in my quiet garden called life.
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March 30, 2023
Word chosen : Quiet
Contest : Writing Challenge-"Q" Words
Sponsored by : Constance La France
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