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Sunrise |
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Eldest Member
since 2010-06-15
Posts 177Alabama |
http://karil.deviantart.com/art/summertime-dream-167134783 I sit quietly, silently waiting for the sun to rise. The ground is damp, the frogs are quiet. The reeds murmur among themselves, ignoring me. The rocks are showing their turtled backs, backs turned to me. It comes as I wait patiently, the bloody red of the clouds changing from black to blood. Slowly, the blood fades into gold, shimmering on the far shoreline. The tree above me whispers warningly of storms to come. I linger, the "red sky of morning" holding my eyes and my heart. The old ones would say it presages a storm, and they are right. There will be a storm, not here, not now, but soon. The storm in my heart will break on the shores of my life soon. |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
This was wonderful friend. Mother Nature is smiling at you for this one. As am I Richard  |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
what a lovely unfolding of thought to image~ |
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