Whispers in the Water: A collection of short stories and poetry

Sky

I've never fallen from quite this high,

I suppose I should cry.

But tears refuse to fall from my eyes,

Instead, I'll gaze at the endless sky,

And seek the beauty in the stars so high,

For in their twinkle, a melody lies,

 A symphony of glow

I guess they have put on a show.

With each shimmer, a tale they bestow,

A kaleidoscope of colors that flow.

Oh, how peaceful it is to be,

a shining star in the endless sea