Day after Solstice
A plain ordinary day
It strikes my fancy
Globe keeps on spinning
Days begin their lengthening
Promise of more light.
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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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A quiet motion for sure. An expression need not sound to be felt.
Yes. Nonverbal communication can speak volumes.
I love the peace of this poem Ina, those quiet spaces in between.
Thanks, Andrea. I especially appreciate the quiet this time of the year. Merry Christmas.
Lovely
Thanks for your comments to my posts. ❤
Difficult to see the changes, as yet!
It does take time. 🙂
I’m looking forward to those longer days!
I am counting the days!