THE PINK CLOUD KINGDOM

Pale sunlight pierces pink clouds, floating home to the moon. The day sighs in its autumn, preparing a bed On golden bronzed leaves that fall in airy layers around noble trees With spiders weaving curtains of spun silk across branches that catch diamond dew drops   Steadfast stand, old rugged tree stumps, platforms for tired damselflies, who, With transparent glass wings spangled with fluid crystal, … Continue reading THE PINK CLOUD KINGDOM