A L O H A From
H O N O L U L U
H O N O L U L U
The sun just touched
the morning;
the morning, happy thing,
supposed that he had
come to dwell, and
life would all be spring.
Emily Dickinson
We don’t realize how
deeply we crave calm
until the world stops roaring
and we can again hear
the birds and
our own heartbeat.
Such mornings remind us
that endurance has beauty —
that peace is not
absence of storms but
the quiet that follows.
Dare to be privately
happy my dear,
sing to the silence,
joy will appear.
Close your door,
till daylight bends,
and have a small feast
with invisible friends.
Let candles wink
at your secret delight,
a quiet rebellion
dressed in light.
No need to boast,
conceal the tune
your heart may waltz
with the hidden moon.
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Pixie & Cloudia
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The wire space for the bird looks to be a tight fit.
ReplyDeleteI love the thought of dancing with the moon :) Great poem and pictures today.
ReplyDeleteReally a beautiful series. Thank you
ReplyDeleteThe bird in the fence warmed the cockles this morning. 😎
ReplyDelete...we are a stretch when the sun isn't touching us.
ReplyDeleteSweet dreams, Pixie! Thanks for the beautiful poem and photos, Cloudia.
ReplyDeleteThese words and photos echo my feelings today...and reinforce the beauty and gratitude all around me.
ReplyDeleteThis morning, although the temperatures are still brisk the sun is touching everything!
ReplyDeleteI envy Pixie's deep sleep today, Cloudia. ;-)
ReplyDeleteSuch nice photos and really wonderful words too. Hello sweetest Pixie! Thanks for joining Angel Brian's Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
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