Beyond the portals of my eyes
There are such vast and colored skies,
made light by every rising star;
each in it's own meandering path,
across horizons yet uncharted.

Creative juices flow,
as rivulets cascading into pools
of introspective thought.
Ripples catch the colors
of countless reflected suns,
each as one sole facet
of a priceless gem;
a dimestore trinket,
valued only by the childlike spirit
who holds it in her hand
and grateful heart.

And in the quiet of each night
when sleep might beguile
those inclined to rest
a full moon beckons us
to rise
to create,
to dream
and imagine
every great and wondrous thing;
to love, and make love,
to talk endless hours,
for there will be no tomorrow

"Tomorrow" never comes,
for when each day is ended
it is once again "today",
as new suns rise within our hearts
enjoin me in this dance of life
forever and a day
come with me and play

steven

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Oh what a way to play!!!
Nice write!