Today’s Thought of the Day
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Sunlight
I stand on a hill
Looking down across the grass
Sunlight fills my gaze
Suburban Sounds
I sit here typing
A buzz drifting through the air
Blades of grass shortened
Today
We walked into the cafe
An older couple entered
Through my held door
Hand in hand
Talking to friends
Amidst the youth
And their frantic keystrokes
Lost to the now
Rain’s changing
Drippy drizzle
To wind blown torrent
And the light moving
Across the sky
Puddles forming upon
Untended tables
A Yakima Medition
My mother was born
In a small Washington town
The dusty center
The importance of the arts
Each creative act
Exploring beauty’s boundaries
Brings more light to being
A cup; empty and full
Overflowing with sunlight
A cup: empty and full
Two sides of the same
Moment
Morning moves forward
Morning moves forward
Dawn’s transition fades to light
Life, again, renewed
Beauty’s worth finding
At times it’s sought out
Others, it’s served up for us
Beauty’s worth finding
Good Morning
Birds
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