Before the day stirs,
a wash of lavender
drifts along the horizon,
a brief watercolour
held between breaths.
Step into it.
Let the cool air steady you,
let the sky’s slow unfurling
set the pace for what follows.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Beautiful! A peaceful feeling my friend
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