She wrote it in footsteps

She said

"somewhere in this there is joy"

and stretched her fingertips

to snatch a moment

from the air;

which Forever lent down to kiss

and stained, eternally

red

She was

fleet-feet through sky grass

and tip-toed 

dancing laughter 

on the breath of wind

She shed

sun and darkness was a 

wish; formless, void

of all but that which

broke its night

She spilled

light carelessly;

that flowed, flowered,

broke, and found

rest deep within

She wrote it

in footsteps

that the sea carried home

Reviews

[Ami N.]

Great piece! I love the vivid imagery you put in this remarkably written piece. Amazing...

[Hotwater]

Sounds like someone's fling high... in dreams... then waking to find reality.
*bird*

[wijdan]

i loved this one
great work

[asdarkeyesclose]

'She was
fleet-feet through sky grass'

the more i read this the more i liked it. love the way you describe her, poetic and immediate, i was left with a feeling of the sea gathering, of time standing still, of someone very beautiful and free :)

[AngMae]

Love this! Read it twice! Very peaceful piece. Great write here!

[SkinlessFrank]

she is a poet

[Ed Hart]

that is quite a she