B ell you e
Love’s luminaire
Utmost freedom
Extraordinare….
Brave faith in breeze
Lifts enchantment
Use drafts to pray
Enough factment.
Broad sky a prop
Lucent cloudless
Under atop
Ere the loudless.
Belief in air
Lights up a trust
Until nightfall
Ends as it must.
A Note On The Moral Of This Poem:
If you take the sky for granted, the less you’ll love what is enchanted!