Friday, April 15, 2011

Hush the Distant Roar of Darkness - April 15, 2011





Hush the Distant Roar of Darkness

I cannot hear even a whisper
when daylight stretches
into my dreamer's sea
to hush the distant roar of darkness.

When the sun lies upon the lips
resting on all the wonder
before my eyes.

I am speechless as I find
the valley of golden roses
where sweetness
separates each breath
of beauty I inhale.

Pure joy brushes in waves
across the skies
and swirls down
upon the mountains
as I am gently held
by the hand of morning.

How could I possibly
tell the comfort
of my dreamer's sea
that I wish for the moon
to continue shining down so free.

When I have been captured
by the beauty
that glanced my way
when daylight stretched out
his golden hand to me.

Copyright *Neva Fores @2011