Day-6 NAPOWRIMO-2021
This pic is forwarded by my daughter. My poem is about this image.
Who is the magician
Who has painted the skies
With breathing heartbeats?
The dawn and dusk
Ooze shades of life.
Where does the charm
Come from riding on bright beams
With chiseled dreams?
Hope is translating
Destinies of many,
The tiny speck
Shrouded in sepia canopy
Speaks of many possibilities
I am left speechless
As the magic weaves around me...
Participating in : https://www.napowrimo.net/1942-2/
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