queenadrock

Suzy's Journal
2003-08-27 21:42:41 (UTC)

My Elation

I am often trying to decipher the skies and seasons.
Through my elation of tales through simple reason.
First the contradiction of why
The sky goes from azure to obscure.
How each day we bathe in bright light,
Then with space's little candles at night.
Perhaps the Sun is jealous of her sister stars-
And covers them with a placid neon blue.
Before she leaves, she shows what she can do.
Weaving from her womb she looms her colors in sunset.
And as she rests out come the twinkling nets.

As for the moon, well I think she's just shy.
By hiding in the ebony blanket. Rarely she's naked and
Her skin indeed bears full beauty that captures the sky.

Perhaps when a falling star goes by the heavens cry.
But only then is when the window opens again,
And immortality's effacy has time to surrendor.
For it's errants grant to elate a mortal mind.
And perhaps that mind is mine. For I have
Long wished to join the stars in the distance.

Other preservers of lige are the season saviors.
Bringing Winter Spring Summer and Fall flavors.
Well Spring I welcome you most, for you
Reveal the best unlike the previous host,
For Winter does conceal. Oh beautiful Spring,
You are indeed my meandor of things.
I think Winter is bitter and wishes us all,
As cold and scornful. As for you fall,
Trees never look as bright and tall as they do,
When they have the pleasure of being in you.
For they wear the crown of jems they grew.
And Summer is opposite Winter but is similar,
You are dry and plain and want us the same.
Under you we thirst and boil causing
Rivers and plants turmoil. But without
These four elements it might be hell.
You all compliment eachother so well.

Even though in the distance things seem small,
Take a closer look at them all. You may find
They have special relevance for you inside.




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