by Cathleen Winroth
published by: The International Library of Poetry
In the midst of the summer's eve
when there is no time,
beginnings and endings soft mirages.
Misty, yellow sunrise amber glow
sunset through the fallen wind.
Nothing becomes everything,
daylight flies into night,
whispers I hear call back to me.
Time tells no more.
Where sunlight, rain, and rainbow meet.
Fallen colored blue skies, earth rises,
crystal blue oceans deep.
Angels falling through heaven skies,
War and Peace mesh to glory.
Gender is none.
Waves of motion take place into stillness,
wanting and needing none for the calling.
Starlight fades with moonlight glow.
Into your eyes I find myself,
the place where I find you.