Unfinished Symphony With twilight caught in a silvery eye, an amber flame climbs up high, like a promise green that turns into a smile to hold the sunray for an eternal while. Palm outstretched, unknown to fear, she burns the distance with her gaze clear. A scared sun begs for one ray dear, but her steady hand pulls the sunshine near. Like a lambent flare born very young, with a hungry mind and a thirsty tongue, her every nuance, a brilliance replete – Unfinished yet so complete! For an eager brush, the Artist pines, to strike a few more timeless lines. Ah! the smear of golden, so proud, she melts away the doubtful cloud! Still undone, but she can claim the sky. Yes, the Artist’s Muse will take him high. Her colourful hues, life’s euphony, Unfinished – soul symphony! Red is Absurd
Posted on: Fri, 21 Jun 2013 20:03:51 +0000
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