Even in the early morning light
you stand tall against
the blossoming sun
curves and spires
all sing with desire
as your reflection
dazzles the sky
below
Do you see your treasure?
Your marvelous might?
I wish to hear the soft
and subtle whispers
of my footsteps in the grass
as I walk toward the
entryway
the cool stone
white and wonderful
as my fingertips trail
on your fine built
Even in the morning light
I wonder if this all
a dream.
This poem is inspired by Sadje’s What do you see challenge! I always love these photo challenges and this has grown my interest in ekphrastic poetry! I loved the photo for this week and was taken away by the beauty of the Taj Mahal. As this is one of the seven wonders of the world, I hope to see it in person one day. In this poem, I wanted to play with the idea of a thing as a being or a person. When I visit places, sometimes it easy to fall in love with the place itself. So, I wanted to reflect those feelings in a poem. What do you think? Would you to visit this place?