Being
poem by:
Michael Wise
Written
on Feb 10, 2023
The circling silhouettes of birds as they fly while purples and yellows color the sky as I drink in all of this beauty I'm seeing I am one with the Earth in the joy of just being Everything's magic right now in this place as a cool light breeze dances 'cross my face and it sings through the trees, calling to me delighting my soul that longs to be free And soon shall the night don her velvet gown of sequined ebony, shimmering down With the last ray of daylight finally fleeing I'm at one with creation, at peace in just being © Mike Wise 2-9-23
Tags: Happy, Love, Inspirational, Wishful,
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Frank Hornby . commented on Feb 11, 2023 at 10:16am
I loved this poem...so refreshing...the night putting on her "velvet gown"....a lovely description....those words just make me happy to still be here...another one of your excellent poems mate...(all the best from Liverpool)....
Michael Wise
commented on Feb 11, 2023 at 12:02pm
Thank u sir! I was on my front porch two evenings before, enjoying the sunset, and this came to me. Everything in this poem was what I saw. My best back at you from America!
