Orb

John Prophet

Majestically
it
spins.
Eons
in place.
One of
countless.
Silently
reflecting,
glistening
in the
void.
Dance
of the
worlds
graceful silence,
choreography
of the
cosmos.
All spinning,
dancing to
creations
music.
Immense
it all be.
Yet,
finding
comfort
in the
bosom
of
Gaia.

 

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 27th, 2018 05:18
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 15
  • User favorite of this poem: Aislinn Wilson.
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Comments2

  • Lorna

    Nice ode to Mother Gaia JG......

    • John Prophet

      Hi Lorna,

      Thank you kindly for reading my work.

      JG

    • Aislinn Wilson

      truly beautiful

      • John Prophet

        Hi Aislinn,

        Thank you for reading my work.

        JG



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