The day’s doings are done
achievements and burdens
light and heavy, already hidden
in the blue mist of the past.
Hopes dance in the shadows
dreams rest with the sun
gathering gifts for tomorrow
in the soft embrace of time.
Spirit rises, mind is quiet
reflections mature in the twilight
just for a passing moment
existence holds its breath.
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hmmm do you teach how to write poetry?? haha! I love your writings.
🙂 yeah, and I need to learn from you how to write mystery!
Hmmm, I had this same view today when I walked on the beach, but it was sunrise here. I guess I was receiving the “…gifts for tomorrow…” Beautiful words and beautiful photo!
Thanks! You maybe on the Atlantic side? This is my sunset view over the Gulf. Take care
Beautiful photo and poem! Thank you 😉
Thanks! Happy you liked it.
Tiny, how do you get these amazing shots? Up here in Wisconsin, it was a cold and windy fall day. This brought me back to summer and sun, and calm. Thanks!
You are being too kind! We always look fwd to the fall here…drier air and seasonable temps. It’s almost here now.
So beautiful.
Beautiful!
Thank you!