A dark cloud arrived at it’s destination
Of his purpose.
It was the Sun,who was setting in the west!
The Sun shined in the beauty of his
Kingdom ,giving some his glow to the dark clouds
And made him look,
The most beautiful in his territory!
Overwhelmed with the joy of
Being beautiful for the first time,
He forgot his purpose.
When his heart was jumping with joy,
Was the thought about his purpose
At this moment,
Really that important!!?
Poetry of a Bohemian 
Reblogged this on Poetry of a Bohemian and commented:
Innumerable objects of the Universe are so uniquely beautiful!
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