The Sunset of December

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I was up high in the sunset of December

with shadows of tree limbs covering

and hawk wings flying over,

giving me a wild feeling untamed

yet I turned back to the valley

having surrendered, with dreams

of a hot cup of tea,

and My Love cooking

some spicy noodles.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Note: Sometimes small things are more beautiful.

36 thoughts on “The Sunset of December

  1. Nico, just lovely! There is great wisdom here. Yes we can gawk and gaze and be in awe of huge magnificence found in Nature, yet when it comes to life, it really is the small things that are most important. Blessings!! xo

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