Silvery Threads Turn Gold

Hello Beautiful World

Just a little something I wrote for you before I go to sleep.
I got kind of inspired while my Steppenwolf and I sat at Bluebell Coast, a touch of Scotland (Adult)
to watch the sunset earlier.




In the silence of the lavender night.
Rips of silvery threads march down in the creek's path.
They move in sew-saw motion with the water's current
which carries them across the land.

Sometimes they bump into the rocks
but they so bravely retrieve and continue the march
They are not ready to give up.
They are determined to finish the line.


On the other end of this land
a family of seals rest
finding comfort in the soothing sound of the waves
that rocks the cradle in which they stand.

They dream of the morning to come
When the sun dresses everything in gold.
With shimmering embraces of rays
that gives the warmth to this earth.


Now the moon starts to settle down
as the sun shyly begins to peek.
The silvery threads start to turn gold
As they continue to march down the creek.


Thanks for reading and have a good night.
Los Amo!
Lori Novo

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