The bliss of Sara

Moonlit skies in forever dreams

Filter in between the seams

Of lovers tales and beauty spun

On hanging moons

Nestled high above.

She calls to fruition the heavens light

And moves in shadows on darkest nights

To find the peace just resting there

And glides on the image in loving care

Under summer skies and spells of this

The perfect image,

Is Saras bliss.

Conjured of a single wish

She sends the strength, the heart, the kiss

To this earthen place she calls her own

Her journey complete

She’s finally home.

An image taken of the moon and its reflection in a magical place, Sara Smith photos her landscape and the love shines through in a quiet magic.

Mind in movement

In flux it moves on sullen skies

alive with flashing lights moving by

and speed unknown by stillness that surrounds

astounded by the glimpses seen

and thoughts gathered in the place in between,

where dark and light collide at last

and slipping around the peace is found

in the area where a sense of floating calms

I hear a whisper of a quiet song.

The universe, it sings to me

and I move in and around the moments and dreams

like a dancer on a path unknown

yet know it as right for it feels like home.

I linger in a midnight dream

lost and forgotten that they had slipped away

unseen for lost in chaos of yesterdays,

they return and comfort in their amazing ways.

I lay in between this sleep and waking

and know these thoughts will soon be taking

me into a day where I am not yet

but still feel as if I belong in this place

where thoughts meander and call to me

to be set free and taken forth

to tomorrow after today is done

and like the water will surely run

around stones on sand creating scenes

of love and peace and as the meteor gleams

and disappears the memory stays

of just another perfect day.

For two days now I have been having very intense dreams and with a start realize, it has been so long since I’ve had any, or at least remember having had them. It is always a comfort to me upon waking from a deep sleep of dreams that it is here in this place that my mind is at ease enough to be free in sleep, to let the thoughts run like stallions and to wake refreshed smiling. Now that is a beautiful way to greet the rising sun. Blessed indeed.