The clouds take root in the azure blue skies
Light hits the branches
We are singing
Bright and shy
Like angels
Our thoughts are shapeless
We ask too many questions
Ones without answers she whispers
It is a delicate afternoon
The sun burns the moon
We shift delicately in the half light
Finding our feet
Aching to dance
This moment will pass
As all do
But of course she giggles
She is always right
We knock twice upon the door
No one answers
We are not allowed in
Goose bumps line our flesh in the cool breeze
Just like the lines on the branches
Our flesh is dimpled and marked
We light a flame to warm up
The sun fades and the moon shines
We are settled from our work
Everything feels pure and fertile
We close our eyes weakly and wish for magical dreams
I am sure they will come if we want them.
I love the idea of clouds taking root in the sky. Cool. Love "We are singing bright and shy". I ADORE that last line. I love the gentle, sweet, hopeful feeling in this poem. Beautiful, my friend.
ReplyDeleteThis poem had a great feel as I read it jae, the narration is measured and is calm and full of hope especially the line "Everything is pure and fertile".
ReplyDeleteWhat strikes me is the intensity of both sun and moon, shaping and pulling at the subject's world, scorching and freezing. Yet the protagonist has found their own way of being in the middle of these extremes, knowing things will indeed pass.
ReplyDeleteWonderful feeling to be settled from one's work, ready to lie still and wish for magical dreams! Hoping they will come.
ReplyDeleteTo ask for what we want and need is an art. To keep on asking, even when the answers do not come, shows fortitude and persistence. There will be a payoff.
ReplyDeleteThat last line is certainly an Amen extended. Luv it
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by my sumie Sunday today Jae
Much❤🕊❤love
Melancholy and lovely, certainly a dream almost fading.
ReplyDeleteI want, I want, I want! So, I know they'll come. Love the hope-kissed ending.
ReplyDeleteQuestions without answers are sometimes the best! Wonderful poem, wonderful dance.
ReplyDeleteI like the light-hearted hopefulness. The poem itself seems to dance a bit. I like best the lines:
ReplyDeleteWe are singing
Bright and shy
Like angels
and:
Everything feels pure and fertile
Love the little touches of rhyme throughout it works so well with the lovely … rather enchanted … content.
ReplyDeleteQuestions without answers. Life is full of mystery.We just have to accept there are things we will never understand or know.If we did we would lose our imagination and the concept of mystery.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of clouds taking root in the sky!
ReplyDeleteQuestions without answers ...we all have those.
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