Behind The Darkness

DesertWords

Morning is here but not yet visible.
Somewhere behind the black 
sky covering Morning waits.
Her appearing will be gradual,
slow in the revealing as a 
kind recognition of my
waking consciousness.
When she feels the
time is right, She
will paint the sky above me with
shades of soft yellows and reds,
blend them into a wordless wonder.

 

We will say "hello" and together
we will open the door for
Day's arrival.

  • Author: DesertWords (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 28th, 2018 08:16
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  • sylviasearcher


    When she feels the
    time is right, She
    will paint the sky above me with
    shades of soft yellows and reds,
    blend them into a wordless wonder.

    I love that image

  • Crystal Hope

    Excellent penning you did on this one. Beautiful! 🙂

  • Goldfinch60

    Each new day is so special and is shown in your words.

    • DesertWords

      I agree. Each new day has the potential to be special...that’s where we come in. Thanks for the comment.



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