poems – scribo ad LX

Of Beauty, Of Freedom, Of Nature’s way, See The Enchantress slowly sway!

(In the quiet embrace of dawn, where the world blinks awake in hues of amber and gold, I find myself in trance, held captive not by the elements, but by the beguiling dance of Shama, a creature of the wild that flits and flutters into the corners of my vision and the edges of myContinue reading “Of Beauty, Of Freedom, Of Nature’s way, See The Enchantress slowly sway!”