Sitting on a hilltop,
with the cold dew against your fingers,
you feel the early morning breeze in your eyes,
As you stare into the crimson red sky,
and wait, for the sun to rise,
again.
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Sunrise Musings
Daily Archives: November 1, 2014
Be…
Be Kind,
For you know not the strength of your words,
On the heart.
Be Thoughtful,
For you know not the strength of your understanding,
On the Mind.
Be Brave,
For you know not the strength of your courage,
On the Journey.
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That Land
That land…
where the dreams go
when you can’t remember them, from the night before
leaving the enclosure of your eyes, with sunrise
That land…
where words escape
free from the tongue’s drape
freeing from the tip of your mind, to the sky
I want to go…
to that land.
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