The dimmest light
Is yet magical
Is yet magical
Illumines
The profound
Generous
With mystery
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Light ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #133
In the darkness
Sweeping light
So sidle by
Serrated shore
Escorted in
Safe harbour
Waits
Sweeping light
So sidle by
Serrated shore
Escorted in
Safe harbour
Waits
Barnacles and Mussels
When my sense of wonder
Needs to be renewed
I rely on nature
Needs to be renewed
I rely on nature
Golden Vein
A seam ran through his being
Like a little vein of gold
Cleaving the dark bitterness
Like a little vein of gold
Cleaving the dark bitterness
When he sensed its presence
The bitter fell away
Illuminating the darkness
When he couldn’t
All he sensed
Was darkness
But even in the darkness
That pulsing golden vein
Kept him alive
Stillness
The clouds
Racing the sky
The sea
Boils and churns
And I
Quiet my mind
Be still
Become the stone
Twilight ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #132
In the failing twilight
Upon the farther shore
Warm lights rise
In the encroaching night
Upon the farther shore
Warm lights rise
In the encroaching night
I wonder at the lives
Lived in the glow
Which to me
Seems just a dot
Reflected
Off a still sea
Yet I Remain
Left behind
As if detritus
Like pilings
Rising from
The ocean depths
Stripped of the planks
Which gave them cause
Still, pretty they
Beneath their grey torment
So to offer
Weathered wise remark
As if detritus
Like pilings
Rising from
The ocean depths
Stripped of the planks
Which gave them cause
Still, pretty they
Beneath their grey torment
So to offer
Weathered wise remark
Reach for the sky
Stand proud
And straight
Find new intent
If naught for aught
But to be seen
Standing here
Survivor still
Where some may fail
Yet I remain
Grace Which Offers Hope
Even in the dourest grey
There is a beauty
Calling me
Up to the light
It wrests a smile
From sadness
Grace
Which offers hope
In darkest place
There helps me cope
Then rise
Up into flight
On wing
Up to the clouds
And through them
Sun
Illuminate
The good
I soar
In peace
Tranquility
There is a beauty
Calling me
Up to the light
It wrests a smile
From sadness
Grace
Which offers hope
In darkest place
There helps me cope
Then rise
Up into flight
On wing
Up to the clouds
And through them
Sun
Illuminate
The good
I soar
In peace
Tranquility
Brothers and Sisters of the World
Travelling
In the family
Of travelers
In the family
Of travelers
Brothers and sisters
Of the world
We bring its people together
Pretty Things
A little bit of string
Round and round
The weathered trunk
Such a pretty thing
Round and round
The weathered trunk
Such a pretty thing
I don’t know why it’s there
Not that I really care
It’s warm
There’s sun
That little bit of string
Is just the perfect thing
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