Mother Pon Stars In Fractured Light (Sonnet)?

In Fractured Light (Sonnet)? - mother pon stars

Then divide the light weaves through the trees to speak,
Bogen, who weep in worship, in the night.
I turned my face to feel the evening breeze,
Flashes of light each time loop.

And like henna, light my senses, packed,
by tendrils curling in my head.
This wooded valley with the guardians of the mountains, snow,
Gifts of magic, the kind of Mother Nature.

Although left its mark, 'pon wall panels
Guardian of the highland forests provide to calm me.
My heart feels on the night at each step,
Silent Land is my balm.

Calm Mother Nature is a gift;
Neath as the moon and the stars, I feel the change.



© Sasha '07