It’s all in one’s perspective, stirred or calm, No absolute to clear attempt define, Are we the epicenter of our realm, Or mere iotas in the breadth of time? In awe of spacious skies and hues sublime, Yet conscious that we’re specks of vast… Continue Reading “Infinity”
Oh city of wind and wild imaginings Where magnificent miles stretch ahead Full of possibilities Bereft of disappointments As hope lives on And thermals lift soaring wings on high Night life settles in. Written in response to Trifextra Challenge.
Ever shifting skies Like water-color brush strokes Tinting glist’ning shores.