Midvoyage

The hands of time caress soft wrinkles

 and sprinkle starshine in her hair

She's traveled halfway cross the galaxy...

Swum the empty oceans of meaning

Reached into the heavens~~

 She touched the sun

And as the mystic orbit pulls 

 to swing her back around

She smiles with the grace of god

....now the long fall back to earth

Back to the mother that made her

Back to the daughter of nature reborn

Back to the cradles of time

Reviews

[Cherry Pepperweb]

Very beautiful poem, crispy.

[Crispy]

Thank you kindly Ms. Pepperpot

[Cherry Pepperweb]

: ) You're very welcome.