Miniaturization of Romance in Showers
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The wind’s rain shows the light like stars across
The cosmos, but some eyes decide to see
The vacuum of nothingness. Shine’s gloss
Is not desired enough. Instead a scree
Of pessimism made of Scotland reigns.
The beauty of the rain-born galaxies
In horizontal flight is more like stains
Of negativity. Galactic seas
Ignored create the room for love like ours
If we will only seize the flying spheres
In lovers’ beams. Imagination powers
Because they are the brothers of our tears.
Rain turns to mist on Scottish lochs and glens
If only we will see the mist’s amens.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Jan 27, 2025 | BO, GA, GU |