the night was leaving…
morning sun streaks struggled through the mist
to peek out their warmth and rays
the wind spoke gently to my heart
urging me on to hope
urging me on to trust
urging me on to believe
as the leaves reveal their true color
and become themselves
to renew themselves in splendor
in their unique radiance
as they color our world
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Feelings show through words ……
Thank you, Horty, for the reblog! and your encouragement! You are an Encourager!
TY … dearest friend!!
Indeed, “…as they color the world.” 😛 😛 ❤
Thank you, Tess! 🙂
awe…your exuberant word touches my soul! Thank you, Rebecca!
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I love this, Jane, and the photo is gorgeous!
thank you so much, Eliza! I just recalled, that when I was young, there was a song entitled: “Little Eliza Jane”…I live in the countryside, among cornfields…I just walked down the road a bit the morning I wrote this, and snapped this photo…we are blessed to see it and hold it in our eyes for a bit…Your blog and how you live impresses me so …YOU are beautiful soul!
Thank YOU! Takes one to know one 🙂