over
Darkness marches distant mountains,
a solemn, menacing figure
in a swirling grey cloak
His intentions shrouded and mysterious
face masked by smiling stars,
blanketing all in his wake
with a cover of gloom,
Earth at his mercy
as she waits...
for beneficent sunrise
2 comments:
the photo and poem match beautifully Eileen - did you take the picture ?
Thanks, Steve. No, that came from a friend, who took it on a hiking trip. Photos inspire me so much.
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