Dancing in the light

The rays bled through,
The green canopy,
That allowed the dust that,
Once lined the rustic plains.
To shine with beauty,
As they float through the column of light,
The bleeding trees,
And the grass that swayed,
Sang in the praise of the dust,
That once,
Was taken to be dirt,
But now,struck with beauty
As it learnt to
Dance in the Light.

Reviews

[slfisher89]

Lovely use of imagery; I can see the scene.

[Shweta Sunil]

Thankyou so much :")