Six-thirty A.M.
Daylight savings time wonder
Pink clouds cover sky
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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 could do without Daylight Savings Time… but it did act as muse for this lovely haiku!
Yes. In ordinary time it would have been 5:30 AM and I would have been asleep. 🙂
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pink skies never disappoint
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