night skies

constructive criticism always welcome work in progress, whose sweet tone I am trying to darken, but beginning to sound to me like Noddy....

After

the pace.

A trace.

And then grace.

which means

I guess

that

that stardust

in us

isn't

the magic.

It's

that

goodness

we leave

behind

that

perhaps

says

we

are just

night skies

full with light,

that shine bright

long after

they die.

 

To shine

bright

long after

one dies,

look,

that

I call

magic.

The rest

is just

dust,

be it even

star...

 

Night skies,

I guess,

we are,

if

we leave

behind

the better

of

us

 

 

Reviews

[Circe]

beautifully done Marri! i am in elation reading your words.... like i'm swimming in stars on the night sky.... and wanting something good of us to remain after we're gone.... is a most cherished sentiment, who could not fall in love with that! your words bring me so much joy... very much needed joy, thank you!

[Marri]

thank you so much! If joy and a listener is needed, you know I would always listen, I do keep a lot of sensitivity for every word you say. And our conversations I always find re-charging. I was brought down an hour ago, now I feel uplifted again

[Circe]

i feel uplifted just looking at that mesmerising photo!!

[Marri]

that's my mama :)

[Circe]

awwww, she radiates in this natural landscape!!

[Marri]

Thank you! She is the heart of my life

[Circe]

that is the best kind of love, life-giving :)

[Robin]

you take words to magikal places ~

[Marri]

thank you, i am in a magical place right now, again drowned in work, so will be back on here when I am done :)