Finding the Light

Yesterday a world black in satin sky, Painted patterns upon of dappled light, Whilst I enjoyed sonorous breathing waves. My ocean soul reclaiming crunching waves, A smile clings to the pure warmth of the sky, Whilst roots reach to the sprinkle rays of light. Birdsong, through their faint, meek, percussion light, Truce existence spills fresh acoustic waves. My threads of light reflect the twilight sky. Sky's silence in waves alive in His light. 11/10/2023