As the sun rises within us – our spirit awakens, and a poem
becomes alive, a fresh vision of words set to music,
a flooding of light
as we rub our eyes,
suddenly desperate
for a pen.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
As the sun rises within us – our spirit awakens, and a poem
becomes alive, a fresh vision of words set to music,
a flooding of light
as we rub our eyes,
suddenly desperate
for a pen.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
Wow so creative and astonishingly beautiful
Thank you Morgan for your beautiful comments! Peace my friend and blessings to you.
You are welcome, blessings and peace to you. 🙂
So lovely.
Thank you Sylvia! Peace to you and blessings.
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Thank you Michael! Peace and blessings to you!
Yes I see sunrises in your words.
Thank you Solitaire for your wonderful comment! Peace to you and blessings.
Beautiful! I know that feeling. “My kingdom for a pen!” 🙂
Yes exactly! Thank you Betty! Peace to you and blessings.
And to you also!
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Thank you! Peace to you!
Beautiful. “There are eyes in pencils and pens.” John Piper.
Thank you Lois! That’s a great quote. Peace to you and blessings.