Orbs of light in the midnight air,
Orbs show lots. if you ask and look
What do you see inside a Orb
Orbs of light in the midnight air,
Drifting softly, glowing fair.
A whisper of spirits, or a trick of the lens,
echoes of worlds where time transcends?
Reflections shimmer, stories untold,
Mysteries captured in shades of gold.
Gaze beyond, let your mind explore,
What lies within—what waits in store?
Glimpses of wonder, shadows that dance,
Moments suspended—a brief chance.
Shapes emerge where reason bends,
A doorway opens, the mystery extends.
Is it the past that calls to thee?
Or futures yet unseen, a mystery?
Step beyond, into realms untold,
In orbs of light, new paths unfold.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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