Stone angels guard the gates of a beautiful garden. I walk down the path, past the stone guardian. Does she watch me as I pass?
Rain clouds start to appear and an old tree provides me with shelter. What's this I see, peeking from behind the roses. An ancient fountain dry of water, but still somehow dripping.
I continue my journey, following the lake. As i gaze into the water, rain starts falling from the dark sky. I turn to go, leaving behind the secrets of this place. As i rush out of the gates, something brushes my shoulder. I am confronted once again by the angel's stony silence. Is that a smile I see upon its face?
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Night Sky
Sitting in her room, gazing, peering into the candle flame. Wondering, thinking of her life to come. Into the night sky, she goes while dreaming. The stars are bright, so close she can touch them. The earth moves beneath her and rain starts to fall. With new beginnings, comes no doubt. She moved from her past, into the light of her future. The full moon shines above, grasshoppers are chirping. The sound of nature, brings her to peace. Sweet kisses in the moonlight rain. All I feel is warmth and love. A new world awaits.
By Chelsea Ripley8 years ago in Poets
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