free for all to enjoy, just like the clouds that sail above
a perfect picture of time without measure
wonders of the natural world, to hold and treasure
thoughts saw fit to hide traces to define
creating a new masterpiece of art by the moment
senses and exalt mind and spirit with talent
could feel my soul's innocent inborn spark
the serenade of the black, the stars are a choir
the darker the night the sweeter the melody afire
promising to return as it faded in dawn's first light
sun rays are nature's easel, under the passing starlit night
the dawn brought with a new freshness to the light
I will be every color I was born to radiate
a fire ignited to bring warmth to creation
inspire me to seek my own beauty within
by diosarich
This is my entry to the theinkwell poetry challenge | Week 3
Prompts:
- beauty
- a sorry tale