Circle of Impermanence

The whispering waves of the sea,
Collide against shores like glints of daylight,
Swaying to the beat of a magnolia moon.
As obsidian darkness caresses the land;
Quiet shadows retreat homeward.
A thousand suns sleep in blanketed skies,
Where the circle of tedium smiles back at us.
As galloping horses of thought flutter
Like the variegated wings of a butterfly.
The impermanent leaves of autumn
Fall back to the womb of life,
They ascend transforming into iridescent stars,
Leaving the rolling hills and raging oceans
Towards an inevitability of calm.

Supernova

Like the magnolia that opens her petals,
An ebullient star explodes in open sky,
With waves of apricot, damask and indigo,
Colouring the cosmos with compassion.
The most radiant in all of the galaxies;
She is the bearer of an imploding past,
But nurtures a hopeful future,
And with intensity of a billion suns,
She illuminates the universe forever,
Within this galaxy (her womb), new life is born.
Displacing a vast emptiness with pure love.
If I am to be her sky at night; she is my supernova.