by Nick Andrea

A golden coin,
Hangs in the night sky this evening,
Alighting clouds of cotton
That telling the truth
Of their unreality,
Jokes, they are
Painted across the tapestry
Of creation.

And she,
The beautiful One,
The gentle One,
The quiet One,
Shines her love
Upon this body and mind,
So unconditional,
That it forgets the cold bite
Of a fading winter holding on for dear life,
While every last sense of self,
Dissolves into the vast expanse,
Into the vast expanse.


About NickAndrea19

My goal has always been and continues to be the liberation of minds, my own and what influence I may have on others, to perceive the extraordinary beauty all around us. To this end, I write, play music, and design websites. Don't hesitate to contact me for more information about any of these activities. :)
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