Thursday, September 8, 2016

Catching Sunshine

we breathe a breath of pure air and love
the mountains and trees looking on
observing our silent moment
painting our fleeting lives
with the brilliance of their unadulterated hues

the sun casts a glowing spell
on our mountain through the twilight
of another lost day
lonely and tall though she stands
the beauty of a hard life surrounds her

we catch a beam of sunshine in our hands
our last hope in this harsh cruel land
and as the stardust floods the night
we have each other and this moment
this breath of air and lingering sunbeam

together for a moment
beautiful is its evanescence
and your sigh lulls me off to sleep
the daydreams of a wanderer
are a magnificent thing

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