easy as reading
the feeling can sweep me
the sound of a song
the hint of a legend
and off we go to the yonder blue
was never so wild as
the ride of the light in the slathering beast's eye
or the wild storms raging astern
it's a kiss
a peace in the meadow flowering
starry skies spanning
fall me into a story
and I'm gone along willingly
it's a fire on the beach
or the loom in the mountain cabin
a cauldron bubbling
or bread baking
autumn falling all around
I'm
tripping behind on a smile
singing harmonies to myself about it
trying to call your name
About the Creator
susan marie loehe
everything is Art, Art is Everything.
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