Last Glance And in the waning hours of day lit caress, dusk - TopicsExpress



          

Last Glance And in the waning hours of day lit caress, dusk settles in, and again, so blessed. Silken night sky, illuminated evening. Moon beams calling for tomorrow’s healing. Distant horizon as the day’s envelope closes. Tomorrow sits just on the other side. ‘Tis not the end, and never shall it be, just a series of moments, with sleep in between. Each morning a gift, each sunset the prize. A caress to the soul, A blessing to the eye. Quietude of a soft summer breeze, Lullaby for serenity and sweetened dream. No need to lament this day’s last dance,. For tomorrow brings with it, More treasures and chance. This daily bread of sunrise and sunset. Pinned to us like a golden amulet. Such a treasure, beyond compare, The waning kiss of a days last glance.
Posted on: Thu, 13 Nov 2014 13:27:37 +0000

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