"In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary." ~Aaron Rose
The daylight has shifted, quietly
and now it gently wanes.
Days are still warm and locusts still drone
but the world is tilting
and we adjust our steps
despite ourselves.
and now it gently wanes.
Days are still warm and locusts still drone
but the world is tilting
and we adjust our steps
despite ourselves.
I watch as the sunlight
crackles through the emerald leaves
and the swaying shaking boughs
are clapping
right out
and I know it
down deep
crackles through the emerald leaves
and the swaying shaking boughs
are clapping
right out
and I know it
down deep
That this dripping delicious daylight
is but a
foretaste...
is but a
foretaste...
You can find the rest of my poem over at SheLoves Magazine today.
Would love to have you join me there.
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