The sun sinks
and lifts,
stills,
my spirit.
Twilight settles soothingly
upon the horizon
in soft hues
given as a unique gift
never
to be offered exactly the same way
again.
The waters simmer down
to ripples
lulling, calling
my soul
to rest
for a few moments.
The lines of the manmade
pier
somehow complement
the natural beyond.
All is quiet
and calm.
The sun sinks,
and lifts, stills,
my spirit.
And in the morning,
I can count on him
to again ignite
it.
Poem and image ©LauraDenise
Beautiful! 😊
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Oh I do love a wordsmith who also shares an exquisite picture they have snapped!
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Two of my passions, for sure! Thank you for appreciating both.
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Hope your weekend is filled with opportunities for both lovely Elle!
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