Something Regal

To catch a sunset cresting low over the sea as the winds are blowing clouds above the waters while the waves unfurl and curl to shore so gently - something regal catches your breath and it falters. Rising sun is burning the morning mist away flowers open to blossom in exquisite grace the world welcomes the warmth basking in it all day - something regal wraps the earth in tender embrace. At night the darkness shrouds the heavens with silence a lost corner of paradise spewing stray dreams melancholy hovers disrupting violence something regal promises a dawn with sunbeams. Mountains sit impassive, aloof, cold in winter. Something is regal in icy whiteness weather. Jjote 010821