Meadow

A vast field offers pure hope,
nurses urgent need to cope.
Melodies in the warm breeze,
windmill rotates with pure ease.

Chirping birds sing as they fly,
rainbows cover light blue skies.
Messages echo the air,
wishes mend away all cares.

Nature trickles with glories,
pretty pictures paint stories.
Fireflies flutter all night,
so much beauty, divine sight.

Smilie to greet the silver moon,
How did this day pass so soon?
Yawn for sleep under star lights,
hear the wind sweep a goodnight.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written in response to Crimson Creative Challenge # 213, hosted by Crispina Kemp

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  1. So many marvelous serene images leap to mind in this amazing piece Grace.
    Love these lines…

    “Messages echo the air,”
    “Nature trickles with glories”
    “Smilie to greet the silver moon”

    – what a marvelous painting of the joys of a day well spent. Brava!!!

  2. Serenity and tranquility of nature always attracts me. You have beautifully depicted here. Well done, dear Grace πŸ’–πŸ’

  3. This is absolutely stunning Grace!! The imagery is beyond beautiful, I can picture every part of this. I especially love that third verse, just divine!!! Amazingly done as always, my friend 🀍

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