Soft horizon

The breeze of silken dawn blew free,

scintillation of stars so many more to see.

Tide of time by flow in crystal serenity,

low blooming glistening deep alchemy.

Sparkling arches dispensing mirage,

eternal fountain flow of soul to soul courage.

Distinct dark blue sphere overhead,

vivid lights leaping in that grace of spread.

Realm of pleasance observing prime,

dazed vision unaware by the same.

The almightiest sensitive obscurities,

dewy dawn of timeless memories.

Gleaming wealth of open hearts confined,

longing richness in the garden of mind.

In sweet dreams and by soft gentle kiss,

eternal imprint of what we miss.

The light in that great presence and cope,

hands that feel like the glow in infants hope.