Craving Serenity

I drown myself in a creative thought
a strive to blend colours without a muddy outcome
to write a clear vision, yet swim with a long breath to surface again.

To breath in the rain that wets my soul
as if I am the only one under a sky.

Then turn around within the glow of an opaline moon                                                                                                             and fall into a smile of another’s stillness.

Serenity of raindrops, serene ringing of an eternal bell.                                                                                                          Floating as it seems forever under a moving sky.

Waiting for the stars that wait for the atmosphere                                                                                                           dissipating into another change.

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