the cosmos oasis

Purple sky's and transpiring constellations covered by exploding clouds.
Deep blue pockets.

A simple man with a golden watch steps into the ripple of liquid.
Casting down a sheet of large rain drops for the eyes to devour.

Mouths cast open wide, this dimension translates into serene sublimity.

The remains of pink 3D cubes and lavender walls still have the lingering scent of rain.

Humanity's complexities remain a philosophy 's understanding to our simplicity.

Looking down from these transparent bars of liberty, she weeps.
Water rushes through green thickets of sweet grass, and fish transform there evolutionary colors in seconds.
The flower flourishes, and sheds its seeds into the soil. The flower dies, and then is reborn.
The tree bends to the breeze. A harmonic sound of insects compose there first and last piece.

The simple man wades through the crimson water, only to be rotated, and the water to become ice.
The panther stalks its pray, only to eat it.
The precipitation continues a forever cycle, as we forgave it.

 

Reviews

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

Very descriptive, and creative. Always good to read a poem that encompasses God's wonderful universe. You'rs is one of the best.

kena

[RHEA CROSLEY]

I think of the millions of interconnect things that go on for any one event. The cosmos is alive and filled with other cosmoses within and without. Deep thoughts yet what we see right in front seems simple. Its is a cosmic paradox. Thanks for the stimulation of thought.