Life Day
follows night follows day
Orange sunsets beckon purple horizons of shimmering
The moon,
stars.
the planets, rising and settling mist.
Where does
it
come from? Where does
it
go?
Lapping waves wash flaky sand patterns away.
Lush leaves on the
forest trees patter secrets,
While indignant sea-gulls
float in close attendance with the
wind.
Peaceful mental pictures in an out-of-control planet
something Drink
is
happening... but
in the effervescence
who
really cares...
of Life.
by Nathan Tidwell
silence all
around
emptiness
no sound in quietness all is
found
by Stephanie Thompson 33
