Viridescent

Even the shadows graze my face.
Caressing with sun dappled lace.

Peaceful light in corridors green.
Canopy filtered marbled scene.

All seems possible, even flight.
If not, hearts flutter at the sight.

Bright emerald walls closing in.
They’re leafy muffs for big smoke din.

I’d haunt these wooden halls always.
Alas, these are spring’s fleeting days.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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