Morning sun’s first rays
Slanting westward golden beams
Brightening the day
Evening finds sun gleaming
Eastward on the other hand
Brilliant curtain fall
My window looks south
Sitting sideways to the sun
Arching daily route
cronechronicler
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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So very lovely…
Thanks, Dale. ooxx
So nice
Thanks, Lynn.
Most welcome