a new morning breaks
the clouds are undone
the spirit awakes
our flight has begun
the dark of night ending,
we all are as one–
ascending and blending
into the sun
–photo by me
birdrise (archives)
a new morning breaks
the clouds are undone
the spirit awakes
our flight has begun
the dark of night ending,
we all are as one–
ascending and blending
into the sun
–photo by me
Oh Michael, you have outdone it with this one. Almost breath taking.
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Thank you so much!!
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Oh my yes – I need this framed on my wall!
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Thank you very much!!
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Oh and I really like the poem too – I can relate – this happens every morning around 5:30am outside my window!
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I’m glad you can relate, thanks, Grace!
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Beautiful words and photo! Happy day!
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Thank you, Lane!
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