Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Morning, Sunshine.

It's early. It seems that all the birds in the world are anticipating the light, already bursting with song. It's no small feat, this matter of rising each day with a song. I have no idea how they do it. It's the stuff of Lazarus poems and earth-worshipping paintings. I will sit here, just for a moment, and allow myself to be awed by this small thing. I cannot see the sun, but I know it's on its way. I can feel it:)

Have a beautiful day.


The Sun Lady. Watercolour and Pen.
Please do not use without permission.

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