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.