Beneath the sky…

Oh this beautiful soul of a sky, always flying super high,
With nights wound of time, her majestic love is always nine,

The planets sing howling tunes for you and I to listen to,
She never harms a frowning king, a leader of farms that never begin,

The ropes of many to the sand, pulls you from this crazy land,
Until the time for one to heal, we mustn’t have heavy hands that steal,

The most kind loving task, is for you to forget his burning past,
Beneath the sky this did begin, I am hoping your time will never end…💥🔥💥

a reply to: JJproductions

Lovely and majestic imagery comes to mind.

a reply to: Encia22

Thank you for reading!

Nice!