As we were ending our rare outing through the backwoods in the country, I turned the corner around a large oak tree. The sun broke through the towering trees to illuminate the presence of the web to keep me from walking straight into it. No alterations were made to this photograph and no filters were used.
© 2012 by Kat Bastion
Misted platinum wafting by lures a nymph to dance,
Sprinkles falling, laughter rising, spinning pure romance.
Fragile wings spiral higher, flirting with the sun.
Captured by a passerby, innocence begone.
Discarded leaves tumble past in muted reddish hues,
Coldness slowly settles in, vibrance does recuse.
Sadness looks with longing eyes out into the world,
Kindness brings a soft caress, silken wings unfurl.
Loving smile, a whispered touch, sends a soul to soar.
Bonds are broken in sweet flight, freedom evermore.
To the heavens angel flies, heartbeat starts to stall,
Grounded, solid arms do reach, there to catch the fall.
© 2012 by Kat Bastion
It's Saturday morning, and here in NC it's feeling like fall...at least in the mornings. The air is crisp outside...which I like. Yeah...I'm one of those who favors temperatures in the 60's and 70's, so my two favorite seasons are Spring and Fall. The leaves haven't begun to turn colors here yet, but they will soon...
