Gray gloom lifts baton
Band of clouds picks up tempo
Till sun changes tune
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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Love this one
C’mon Sun! Make an appearance!
Encore!! Thanks, Dale.
Looks like you could do with some warm music, Ina.
And the sun peeps here and there. Teasing. Tantalising. I look forward to his grand entrance.
Here’s to sunny days,
Eric
Thanks for your warm music, Eric.
This is pure melody!!
Lovely comment, Lynn. ❤
A lovely symphony Ida 🙂
Thanks, Andrea.
Nice one!
Thanks, Resa.
Thanks. 🙂