She used to see sunrises when she was a teen; she would wait by the river, to see the sky break through grey, blue and magenta. The anticipation was palpable until the sun slowly rose, she would then give in to slumber until the warm glow upon her face would wake her anew.
sunrise
world at her feet
life’s possibilities
sunsets
bowing at her feet
He sees her light
©Tournesol ’17/09/04
Another nice surprise. Your photo is gorgeous. I love the rest of your post too.
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Since you are celebrating Onam today, I thought this reflects very well you, Karuna. I’m pleased you liked it.
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Lovely connection between the two.
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Thank you, Janice. I hope you are well…I know life is worry some and chaotic now…Mother Nature seems so angry 😦
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