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.


27 thoughts on “The bliss of Sara

  1. Hin InfiniteZip. And the world is at last peaceful and harmony of all people is complete all evil has been destroyed! A dream or a distant premonition? Thank you for liking my poem ‘Perfection!’ Peace and Best Wishes. The Foureyed Poet.

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Your words are stars and I humbly thank you for shining your light for me....

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