A continuation of my #last100days2023 project
MAGIC
A breath of fresh air, aswirl,
Smells of seasalt whirlpools.
Then with a whipping of the wind
Over the lapping tease of waves—
Soothing soundscapes wave in peace.
All to put the fall sun to bed.
With this fairly human story,
A once-more-upon-this-day story
Where existing is enough,
We sense the world’s magic awaken in us
For we are spells cast upon the shores
By the glorious moon and her tides.
Yes, it’s high time we rise up tall with worth,
Fulfilling the promise of our birth.
Beautiful Q!! Happy you are along with this challenge
Hey Tammy, I just wanted to say thanks for your prompts and for bringing the best of you to the page.
Awww! You are welcome! Love reading your posts too.
MAGIC
A breath of fresh air, aswirl,
Smells of seasalt whirlpools.
Then with a whipping of the wind
Over the lapping tease of waves—
Soothing soundscapes wave in peace.
All to put the fall sun to bed.
With this fairly human story,
A once-more-upon-this-day story
Where existing is enough,
We sense the world’s magic awaken in us
For we are spells cast upon the shores
By the glorious moon and her tides.
Yes, it’s high time we rise up tall with worth,
Fulfilling the promise of our birth.
Beautiful Q!! Happy you are along with this challenge
Hey Tammy, I just wanted to say thanks for your prompts and for bringing the best of you to the page.
Awww! You are welcome! Love reading your posts too.