Clean Slate
A divine moment that allows introspection.
As the sun lowers, night offers protection.
Deserving of silence while I take it all in,
catching a glimpse of a Dolphin's fin.
Briefly the sky is a coloring book,
as if children had crayons and somehow mistook
the big blue canvas as a clean slate
to paint magic and start to create.
New memories and a new day tomorrow,
abandon cobwebs and moments of sorrow.
Lowering the hours of this day
allowing the next morning to be o.k.
Taking my breath away
I feel emotion that's been at bay.
(by: kristen bruni for Sunset vs Sunrise Contest)
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