Small patch of pink clouds
Lit by sun just coming up
Previews things to come
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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I love the way the sun lights up the clouds from below – and the wings of the birds. Hope you had a good trip Ina.
It was a lovely week. Every morning I took my coffee out on the balcony to watch the sun come up and listen to the birds. There was a small pool that made a gurgle and began its daily recycling of its water. This has been my morning routine whenever I am in Mexico.
Sounds blissful 🙂
Oh, Andrea, it is. ❤
‘Sun coming up… Things to come’ really like that visualisation
Thanks for seeing this. I hadn’t intentionally paired the two uses of “come”.
oh yes so lovely
I appreciate your comment. ❤