She sat on a low rise
Hidden somewhere in the valleys of the sun
Thinking back to days when stars were really hot
Before they settled in their paths
Before the great wheels started turning
(I wrote this a while back, inspired by this beautiful picture by Skycat Ranger. I decided to publish it here because it would be a pity to let it sink into oblivion. The same goes for the picture.)





June 18, 2009 at 5:03 pm |
Lovely poem and can see why the picture inspired you. It is gorgeous.