Greeting the freshness of now,
morning slips off her darkest robes
and settles into the perfection
of a soft gown of pastel colour,
stretching to touch the baby blue hues
eyes eager to find the sign
of a blessed day to come.
Air hangs heavy like thoughts,
thunder and lightning now far from here,
sight and sound breathes calm
and I fall into peace staring off to the heavens
listening to the rhythm
of the beating of a heart
alive in the moment
finding a simple bliss.
Wild weather yesterday with lightning and thunder that rattled the house, love a good storm this time of year, water to nourish and cleanse and a morning sky filled with watercolor hues always allows my day to begin in a blissful calm I relish. Happy Momday my friends, keep calm and motor on.
Sacred Touches 
❤ ❤ ❤
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I felt as if I were there! Very original! Loved it. I’ve written one about Thunder. It is where you signed up before I reached you. This blog isn’t finished as it doesn’t even have a header, However, I think almost everything I’ve postedis probably there. Hope you had a good Sunday. Love, Marie
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Ooh I’d love to read the one about Thunder. Can you send me the link to it? I hope you have a good week too sweet lady❣️😘🌹xoxo
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http://gardengirl761.com/blog
be sure to add the /blog or it would take you to the other part of my blog that is inside of Bluehost. It is a long story. Poem’s name is Moments of Rapture. it is a different setup but just follow the instructions. Let me know what you think and if you like the setup.
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Ok❣️😘
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thanks so very much Natalie ❤ ❤ ❤
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You’re most welcome lovely lady❣️😘
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