The Hush
The hill and vale beneath are lush
with greenery. I feel a flush
of joy to ride the sky,
I’m rising higher; now a hush
surrounds me. Suddenly, a rush
of snow-white geese pass by!
My big balloon is taking me
into the clouds inside this sea
of blue; I lift and lift
above the clouds. . . Serenity
enwraps my soul. Eternally
I long to quietly drift.
By Andrea Dietrich
For nette onclaud's
RUMI IN RIME COUEE Poetry Contest
Inspired by:
Observe the wonders as they occur around you.
Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through
and be silent. -RUMI
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