
Steer the nightly mirror along a kind walk,
distant sound of honking frogs talk.
Gossamer shimmers flickering.
Grumpy baby birds bickering.
For a second, caterpillar and helicopter flying seem to move at the same speed,
but they know better, the shrewd, sage weeds.
The praying mantis,
he hopes for better health, to grant us.
The crickets hum,
and drum,
their eyes are plugged into the stars,
they have high expectations, for setting the bars.
They raise the ballet bars for the swans on the water.
They swim,
and they skim,
to the sound of Josh Groban’s “Starry, Starry Night.”
Inside, a husband holds his wife tight.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Comments (4)
"Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will" 💚 Gods creatures are so innocent and unburdened 😊
Such a beautiful description of nature’s chatter at dusk
Even caterpillars and helicopters get a cameo—now that’s a wild guest list!
Wonderfully relaxing words and a perfect picture