Moments of grace
A sense of delight in maturity one can find in some wrinkled smiles,
souls who have been walking at the shore of riches with the sky in miles.
They carry the memories in enchanted experiences as treasure,
sensing the aesthetic beauty of delicate might forever.
Gentle waves by the sea of thoughts merging with the sky of eternity,
attracted to the light of change creating a sense of constant maternity.
The wondrous ecstasy without fears is this magic now,
taking the giving force with colours in heart and gratitude of bow.
Touching others with simple presence and awareness,
Wednesday, November 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: spirituality