Days Glorious Beginning

with reverence the willow tree bowed to today’s sun goddess
the sun was brighter and lighter than ever before
nature's golden wheat field was surprised, this was a new twist.
the tree had never genuflected before this morn.

the pink sky reflected herself nicely in the dried creek bed.
giving him a bit of hope for a kind of revival or rejuvenation.
this is a glorious beginning a frog told his wife.
beginning of what? the beginning of the rest of our lives.
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Hankins Avatar
January 18, 2022 at 12:50 PM
Interesting, indeed. However, I'm sitting here trying to figure out how the "sun reflected herself nicely in the dried creek bed." Oh well, not to overthink this or anything.
Krutsinger Avatar
January 19, 2022 at 11:04 PM
This is a mystical, magical, shiny, glowing reflective dried creek bed, created by angels and faeries.
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