The Heavens

by shilpajace

June 25, 2013

Miles away I adore

The canvas , your canvas

I stare at in awe

Colors which have no names

Words have lost their meaning

When your art is on display

The mind tries to grasp the infinite

This is not imagination

Nor reality

This is beyond comprehension

Yet I stand in the middle of it all

Dancing in the midst of this beautiful wonder

Soaking the phenomenon

In the one breath of time that is mine

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shilpajaceJun 25, 2013

<p>I was backing out of my driveway when I looked up at the sky and it was various shades of purple and pink. I was in awe of it. It was one of my most beautiful things I had laid my eyes on. </p>