You Can Hear It In The Air

The twisting fall of black and blue 

Makes the world orange and white

Three birds tell us so

One is farther, breaking and balancing

The wind speaks for us all

I fall into the skyline symphony

Seeing dreams and waves of body and soul

All in a happy twisting dance

Of night from day and love to come

Reviews

[Emilie Sturm]

What a beautiful poem :)

[Pablo & Rookie]

Thank you Emilie I was so glad to hear you enjoyed it =)