If you just believe

 

 

~

 

Below the alabaster clouds

and ever-changing canvas skies

Along a stream of golden pearls,

encased in truths and wayward sighs

 

Of glowing share and moonlit cues,

where fate does fold on satin sheet

Beside the ripples carved in time

with effervescent moments sweet

 

Neath mountain tops of splendored joy

and valleys filled with summer days

To light the way of darkened shore,

a path through oleander haze

 

Where sunsets play in twilight scenes

you’ll find amidst their crimson weave

A place where all your dreams come true,

this evening if you just believe

 

 

~

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

In the current world, I want to go where this poem does.
I am trying to believe there is still a place like this...
Where we still have Splendored joy.
j.

[willweb]

It is hard to imagine it exists but, if you try, you can get close. Thank Jacob