Wondrous sight
"Cascading clouds above so free,
Casting shadows "neath the tree.
Crickets chirp, a gentle plea,
Creating nature's melody.
Candles flicker, warm and bright,
Cocooned in the cozy night.
Crimson colors, a wondrous sight,
Crafting dreams in soft moonlight.
Cycles turn, as time will flow,
Catching moments as they go.
Cherishing what we'll never know,
Captured in this fleeting show.
© Ezra Briscoe
Casting shadows "neath the tree.
Crickets chirp, a gentle plea,
Creating nature's melody.
Candles flicker, warm and bright,
Cocooned in the cozy night.
Crimson colors, a wondrous sight,
Crafting dreams in soft moonlight.
Cycles turn, as time will flow,
Catching moments as they go.
Cherishing what we'll never know,
Captured in this fleeting show.
© Ezra Briscoe