Life reaches for me,
rain nourishes the soil.
Daylight paints the canvas,
in cerulean and golden strokes.
Skyborne souls arching,
their song carried in bliss.
Wind-curled, pink strands—
lustrous mirrors of an inner sky.
Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 5:01 AM UTC
Life reaches for me,
rain nourishes the soil.
Daylight paints the canvas,
in cerulean and golden strokes.
Skyborne souls arching,
their song carried in bliss.
Wind-curled, pink strands—
lustrous mirrors of an inner sky.
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