Sun

Before or since golden sun.
Earth exhaled orbit.
Passing through leaves, sunset skies, to see as the birds arrive.
Emotions be revealed: glorious golden yellow and gentle days went by.
A red surge came, engaged with the sky.
Flux of change to the darkened sky was reflected on the water veins.
Piled on a water cloud beneath the sunset high.
Birds do fly high, to stir over our space of golden weight against the sky.

07-25-21  Finding Your Muse. Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh. Title: Sun
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Beaufort Avatar
August 9, 2021 at 12:59 PM
It does indeed make for all kinds of really neat stuff to see. We are really lucky. Thanks for reminding me.
Bahr Avatar
August 10, 2021 at 4:16 PM
Hello the daily dose. Maybe someday we can use the sunshine a little longer in the winter. Until someone turns it on a little longer. Thank you.
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