Wednesday, 2 September 2015



Alone on imaginations doorstep,
Waiting for an answering call,
Random thoughts pegged upon rainbow`s washing line,
Acknowledged by a playful breeze,
Expansive light floods in, filtered by still minds prism,
Spectrum of emotion, pure, complex but deceptively simple,
Soul Sanctuary`s gorgeous calm,

Sunset sings to the many, but whispers only to one. 

Copyright Mark Osmer 2015

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