WHIMS IN FLIGHT
Longing to witness the necklace of the horizon's dress,
Dreamer, as friends affectionately address.
Building castles in the mind's eye,
Imagery where fairyland dazzles high.
Woven in reverie, miracles appear,
A red carpet of bubbling desire draws near.
Swaying in the mystic ballet, I lose my senses,
As a flicker of light through the stillness dispenses.
Vision unfolds in kaleidoscopic hues,
As the spirit of the universe pulsates in blues.
Copyright © Jeta Buch | Year Posted 2024
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