The slow waken
awaiting…
the sparrow’s chirp, Arrives!
a glint of sunlight
contemplates you
through curtains, closed
once star’s faint light
now
the realizing
you made it through
the dark night…
your quaken soul, survives.
relief.
The slow waken
awaiting…
the sparrow’s chirp, Arrives!
a glint of sunlight
contemplates you
through curtains, closed
once star’s faint light
now
the realizing
you made it through
the dark night…
your quaken soul, survives.
seasons: a poetic journey 
That’s beautifully penned Jeanne 🙂
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Thanks Rory! 🌞🌈🦋🎶🎶
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Hope it always does
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So kind… 🌞🌈🦋 holding tight, my hope.
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