Words, like clouds, shift through time, space, encounters.
And so it goes...Beautiful poem.
Beautiful.
i guess at the end of each day, the sun does sit in judgment, simultaneously greeting a new day elsewhere on this globe of ours.what a lovely way to think about this, rosaria.
Beautiful. Continue to shine.
Beautiful poetry!
And so it goes...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem.
Beautiful.
ReplyDeletei guess at the end of each day, the sun does sit in judgment, simultaneously greeting a new day elsewhere on this globe of ours.
ReplyDeletewhat a lovely way to think about this, rosaria.
Beautiful. Continue to shine.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poetry!
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