Drifting

forgottenmeadows

In the fading light of the waning moon,

In this early morning of June,

your mind drifts…

in the golden hue of sunrise.

 

In this waking dream of the day,

you find peace as your heart sways,

in the calming waves…

of colours painted on the sky.

 

In the fading light of the waning moon,

In this early morning of June,

your mind drifts…

in the golden hue of sunrise.

poetry and image copyright neha 2018

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