"sunshone" poems
I have stood on this edge
between soul and circumstance
between sun and storm
where scars and ink
circle the night
in a silent prayer
of love
and compassion
moved by the mystery
the silk wings
of a sunshone ray
guided by the whisper
of the poetic moon
where the spirit moves gently
to the kiss of
freedom ~
Copyright © 2012 Robin Amaral
Dec 13, 2012
Dec 13, 2012 at 5:16 PM UTC