Without a Whisper
I sit all dovish
on the brink of serene light
reflecting on nights’ deep dark
secrets held tightly
verdant lake’s icy cold depths
air disturbs not a whisper
stars glow lucently
cradled in a raven sky
humbled by such lush vastness
thoughts halt completely
float upon an angel’s wing
I’m filled with heavens beauty
2nd place Poetry Soup Contest, Silence
Copyright © Jeanne Mcgee | Year Posted 2019
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