Unheard Communication
The brilliant hues of the evening skies,
Painted in finest shades of tangerine and teal,
Shadowed with splashes of blues, greys and indigos,
Warming my heart while seeking so much more.
A gentle breeze wafting through the meadows,
Carrying with it the goodness and fragrance,
Of wilderness, flowers and fresh petrichor,
While soothing my soul into tranquil peace.
The sparkling dust of twinkling stars,
Gently popping their heads up the widespread skies,
A glitter of silver against the darkness wide,
With a gleam of the glowing full moon light.
Nature's words of wisdom in serene stillness,
Offering a sense of restful deliverance,
Aiming to seek the unheard communication,
Of protection, preservation and upkeep.
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