the light of the moon
There are no bright colors in the sunset today... dark gray clouds, like puffs of smoke, race around on the pale blue of a sky in which the sun slowly dims as if it were dying off as it sinks into the void of the imminent dark and everything around even my heart stops for a moment to admire the wonder of this colorless art The sea has colored itself empathetically light and fueled by the wind its waves angrily pound the helpless shore where I the entrance of the moon impatiently await. and so I... Sign in to see full entry.