Within The Music; Within The Fire

Hello Fellow Steemit Followers and Peeps,

Today I bring to you another piece of mine. I wrote this last night sitting out back listening to the fireworks go off around the neighborhood. It was a beautiful and peaceful night to just relax and throw pen to paper.

Anyways I will keep y'all no longer on this amazing day that made everything we have and live for today; possible. Happy 4th of July my Fellow Steemit Followers and Peeps, be safe but always remember to have fun and make as many memories as you can.;))

I will admit I am a little sad I will not be providing the picture for this poem I have written but I can say I am glad I came across @saahbs.deviantart because he has amazing pieces of art in which he has created. So please do feel free to follow up on the link I have provided for you.. you are missing out if you don't and this guy deserves the credit 100%!!

Steemit Forward My Fellow Steemers!!

Photo Taken By http://saahbs.deviantart.com/art/Candle-lit-evening-5395379

Within The Music; Within The Fire

It's a quarter to midnight;

With the moon casting a soft

Blanket of light over pine trees

As far as the eye can see, it

Was there upon the tallest of

Trees. A tower; a tower in which

Glowed of fire orange through

The stained windows propped

Open at the top of the tower.

As the night lay still; ballroom

Music breaks the silence; leaving

You and your body swaying back

And forth as the camp fire shadows

Begin to dance to the rhythm. If

You listen closely; there is a story

To be heard within the music;

Within the Fire.

She sits upon a chair made of

Stitched fabric; her dress lies upon

Her body with a gentle touch as

She hums to the music playing

In the corner. Taken by the rhythm,

She begins to dream; to dream of

A place filled with love, laughter,

And happiness. A place where the

Birds sing their words of beauty

Over a hot morning cup of coffee.

Not a moment too soon she is

woken by the sound of a tea pot

Singing away its steam; she is

Brought back to reality in a flash.

If you listen; in the distance, you

Can hear the sound of ballroom

Music. If you listen closely; there

Is a story to be heard within the

Music; Within the Fire.

By Kelly Clegg

7/3/17

02:24:45