Magic Sunset
One day the light laid down to rest,
draped the cliffs in glowing fire,
sank low to set the trees ablaze
red rubies trembling on their twigs.
Mountains whispered their reflections,
spilling soft into the lake,
weaving magic through the sunset’s breath,
entering dreams to scatter wide
the wicked walls that bind the soul,
till clocks chimed vibrant hues of time.
A ribbon rose above the peaks,
the color of ripened grapes,
while the sun bled velvet red,
oozing deep into the sky’s fine cracks.
My heart was stirred, tenderly touched,
as eyes drank deep the painted light,
and the night sky sang—a cello’s voice,
low, longing tones of the eternal show.
When the black curtain gently fell,
the moon danced with frayed clouds,
while stars—thousands strong
performed el flamenco del amor
alrededor de la luna.
And in my dreams, I spoke a tongue
unheard by waking ears,
while this silent night’s grand show ran on.
Absolutely gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteLovely description, red rubies and ribbons. Oh, yes.
ReplyDeleteThere's magic in both your pictures. I would repeat your perfect: words "my heart was touched, my eyes drank in the beauty".
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteExquisite!!!!
ReplyDeleteMuch💚love
I love, love, love that line about mountains copying themselves into the lake. Wonde-full!
ReplyDeleteSuch a brilliant poem! I love your evocative descriptions.
ReplyDeleteMountains copied themselves - one of the many terrific images in your poem!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully descriptive poem. I liked all the music in it
ReplyDeleteWOW my friend, what a glorious poem. Your words and photos touched my heart.
ReplyDeleteNamaste
Peggy xxxxxx
I would like to see the sunset that you described so tenderly and lovingly in your poem.
ReplyDelete"Red rubies cling to the twigs" is just so magical.
Simply beautiful and wonderfully descriptive. Well done Marja.
ReplyDeleteStunning poem Marja - so enticing and so realistic at times of life ... how often we melt into another world occasionally - your lines:
ReplyDeleteMy heart was touched tenderly
when my eyes drank in the beauty
Really delightful to read - I so enjoyed it ... you craft so cleverly - cheers Hilary
I love the beauty this poem spills into the world. And I adore the last stanza. It put me in mind of Federico GarcÃa Lorca's poetry--delicious.
ReplyDelete"A ribbon rose above the mountains the colour of a ripened grape … " such a descriptive line that I wanted to grasp it and fly.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a beautiful poem Maja... Oh to see those mountains and sunsets my friend.... You certainly have a wonderful way with words Sorry its taken me an age to get here.... Sending you loads of love and I really enjoyed your visit too...
ReplyDeleteMuch love Marja... <3 Here's to more beauty in the world <3
Beautiful colours and words.
ReplyDeleteYou haven't lost your touch my friend for writing great poetry and taking wonderful photos. If you can spare some time would love to read another poem. Lots of love. Peggy xxx
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