It was gentle enough for a chasm or aperture,
A vast hollow place where peace resonated.
When we finished, the views were saturated.
Its roar ruins us, wiping all sight of the reckoner.
In a serene atmosphere, all noises are muted.
Once again, our voices would be audible.
Some question the level at which it is visible.
We huddled on wooden benches as rooted.
Pals view it from a side as if they were alone.
refusing to shake hands or utter a tender word.
Relish the view of the clouds and jade birds.
The dove partner was positioned prone.
Yielded to the settings but vowed to return.
She seduces herself by gazing at the sky sublime.
She fidgeted with her hair from time to time.
Ignite the candle until it gets murky, and let it burn...
Written: October 21, 2022
Categories:
reckoner, analogy, appreciation, bird, feelings,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Reckoning-
Reckoner of soil, drops water of seas and leaves Sun boiled!
Categories:
reckoner, god,
Form: Blank verse