Inside a Writer's Mind

Inside a Writer's Mind
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” -- Oscar Wilde

Sunday, 30 October 2011

A Poem By Me: J. C.


The day’s dawn
Golden orb risen
Orange light blankets
Green strokes and strands
Waves of hope and healing
Stand still and listen to nothing
Consciousness expands to fill the seemingly void
Senses hold hands and dance around your core
Silver thread extending out from forehead to horizon
One day your soul will be reeled back in like a fish on a silver line
Eternity in a moment

By J. C.

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