Oh dawning sun of my soul

Erase arid illusions and make me whole.

Author's Note

Arise, oh dawning sun of my soul;
Erase arid illusions and make me whole.
Sense the brushed incantations of van Gogh;
Conjuring this City of Lights in indigo.

Flaring from the stars rose a hymn,
In its muted melody my mind did swim.
The chorus transformed into a lullaby,
Mesmerizing mist of a migrating butterfly.

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

It is amazing how art and music can inspire us in the most profound and mesmerizing ways. The colors and the scenery invoking ideas.

[An owl on the moon]

It is true... they lift us... move us... inspire hope and light... so glad you're a part of all that.

[Poetic Beauty]

There are a great many things that spark ideas life would be dull without art in all its forms