A L O H A From
H O N O L U L U
H O N O L U L U
Let us remember that within us there is a palace of immense magnificence.
Teresa of Avila
In the stillness before sunrise,
Magic breathes in quiet air—
A hush like promise, gentle, wise,
Achievement blooming everywhere.
Each step shakes off yesterday’s dust,
A blank slate, a sky reborn—
Intentions rise, ambitions thrust
Toward new goals on this new morn.
The mind unfurls, clean and awake,
Peace and solitude embrace—
With every stride, my spirit surpasses
Old limits—I grow, I chase
Dew on the grasses.
Morning’s gift: a moment pure,
To focus, breathe, and simply be—
Here I run, alive, secure—
My path begins again—
Cloudia Charters
Life is love's shrine
Debasish Mridha
Instead of letting the
hard times get me down,
I've learned to keep going,
to look for
the hidden good.
Paul J. Meyer
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Love You,
Pixie & Cloudia
Glorious pictures today. I love the sky shot and the auto shrine. I also enjoyed your poem and Pixie peering intently as she looks for hidden good :)
ReplyDeleteI don't run - but relish the start of the day.
ReplyDeleteWhat a good shot of Pixie again.
ReplyDeleteI really like you poem.
ReplyDeleteThat’s a good ;one about morning, and Pixie’s saying is appropriate for me this morning.
ReplyDeleteI love the sky shot, the tree and Pixie.
ReplyDeleteYour poem is wonderful, enjoy your day!
Pixie looks forward to a well earned nap.
ReplyDeleteOK, now I shall be looking for hidden good all day!
ReplyDeletePixie knows. Thanks Cloudia. ;-)
ReplyDeleteImmense magnificence. I love that. Have a very nice day.
ReplyDelete...I'm pleased if I can just move in the morning.
ReplyDeleteExquisite poem, Cloudia. Blessings!
ReplyDeleteYour poem is beautifully written, enjoyed reading it.
ReplyDeleteI will try to remember the Teresa of Avila quote when I feel 'less than'
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