Peacock feathers by TheDigitalArtist
One Night Feathers
The tonight has feathers, showing visions. Like a peacock, it shows us its colors and bright lights.
The shadows hold hands with the lights and move the wheel of life. For this, the darkness shines. No wonder its mourning descends upon us like a bud.
There are colors that dress up life and illuminate it, now is not a time of only black or white. With the glow life comes and goes, it doesn't stop.
Many waves roll up there and down here, our shore moves swells, receive them and it is like moving our star in the sky with our eyes.
If we pay attention, we see how there is life expanding to infinity, without stopping. It permeates, merges with the dust stellar and fades into a landscape of stars about to be born.
Every point in the sky has an owner, every star is a soul that has flown away leaving a trail of memories.
Life comes and goes, it doesn't stop. If you haven't seen it yet, you'll see. Everything happens and everything remains. Everything comes and goes.
The mundane always regains ground, that's what we came for, we have to touch the feathers in the sky.
A sunrise ... a sunset, show the same light, the same tones.
The beginning and the end are the same, are versions of the same show, the mystery of the universe, the rotation, and translation that subsumes the existence and subjugates those who look at the sky.
The night is a peacock, its plumage expands before all. For some, glory, for others, nothing. But, to everyone, it covers equally. Awake and asleep.
Tonight I am an echo of the gentle fluttering of the depths in a moment of reverberation. Tonight I touch an angel's star, I caress his wings, blow soul kisses on it and on its "tabula rasa", I write "I love you".
By Zeleira Cordero @zeleiracordero
25/02/2020
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