Friday, May 20, 2011

The light in air traveling the sky

A forest silhouette
vanishes
as the last powdery cloud
sneaks through the closing
curtain of night

with mountains
all gone 
all shifted beneath the
golden eye of the fire
we dream simply
to ourselves

Inseparable
from the earth
underneath leaves
and the light in air
traveling the sky

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15 comments:

Linda said...

This is my new favorite!

saraht said...

This is wonderful. Welcome back. xo

Simran said...

Lovely!

The Dreamer said...

beautiful. always. :)

Psycho Babbling Basher said...

Oh I love this, beautiful! ❤

roseanna2u said...

I love this. It makes me feel at peace. <3

Marie said...

Lovely poem, brought peace to my mind. Great one!

Borderline Lil said...

Gorgeous imagery Rivercat, esp love the "powdery cloud". Nice work x

Anna Sergi said...

What provoked the fire I wonder...

Keda said...

so much to think and wonder about with this poem: writting inspires peace through rythm and words, but the fire and the forest dissapearing says that perhaps there is no peace, but then again 'we dream simply'... love it.

rivercat said...

Thanks all for the comments. This was inspired by a two day camping trip in virginia with one night in the woods. I hadn't done anything like that since I was in my teens so it was fun but still a tiny bit spooky :)

Cazham said...

Simply beautiful.

zonedin said...

You know we have copperheads here... but it sounds like a very lovely and peaceful experience that you had:~)

The Blog Writer said...

This gave me peace. Breaks are so nourishing!

rivercat said...

Thanks Cazham, you have a really nice writing on you blog,* calmabiding) and great photos to go with the words too:)
HI zoned, Yes, the weather was better than usual for my stay. That helped a lot :)
Thands the Blog Writer, yes, everyone needs a break now and then :)