Fireflies

byRazzRajen©

Great trails are open
Pathways to the whorls of the shell
see her pick it up , see her open        
the warblings of thrushes ,
the sibilant sounds of dry underbrush
moved by the familiars
Take the verdant tones and make them hers.        

Watch the noises slow
and then thrum, the stars beckon  
Walk with me a while He said
as she held her hand out to Him        
stay a while and let the sky light up
fireflies buzzing as the gardens come alive,

night shades are where He dwells
Sometimes humid, sometimes dank      
That music rolls over the moor
        and He is like a Moor      

Stay that hand of time,
I want to see you pristine
as the day I beheld your beauty
The mind's eye never ceases        
in splendour and fire        

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