Land of Virtuous Eden

Don’t remember much that was in my mind when I wrote this. It’s at least five years old though.

And control the sky
“Nobody whispers like you”
says the endless islands of clouds
Winter smiles as it decends,
Enters with graceful white wedding dresses
And nobody says winter
enters red,
Mother Earth.

Red lips smile back,

Mother of the Sky
Earth is never shy.


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