Beautiful Day : Her Eyes.A Poem by SiblingIt was a beautiful day. I sat outside. Looked up. This is what I saw.
The big blue sea
Let's us peek into her eyes. Constantly turning, Constantly churning heat from Light. The infinite sea does not move But its shores surely skate along Its surface in slowness. Gaseous land masses convey her mood. When happy, the tide is clear - No land in sight, besides moving pieces Of Paradise Or Heaven that lets Light in For Life under her unending eye. When sad,she simply cries. The rocks in her eyes dissolve - The projected stones are like progesterone, She soon restarts her cycle. When she is angry, The fire in her eyes is evident. She shouts in eloquent sounds - sonic booms. When the anger subsides, The smile returns as a colorful curve. As she looks to her suitors, Her eyes lighten up the world. THEY DANCE. © 2014 SiblingAuthor's Note
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