Cloudy skies painted
with sunlight fading slowly
into summer rain.
Enraptured am I
by the artist’s unseen hand
nature’s soul revealed.
On the edge of color
his shadow softly calling
my wandering soul ms
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A beautifully written poem, which tells a story, in few words, so eloquently.
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Thanks so much.
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Very poignant
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That’s beautiful! And what a nice topic, Stories without a book, I really like that one!
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Have a lovely weekend.
Greetings from the Rhine Valley
Dina
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Thanks so much, Dina!
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