A L O H A
From
Honolulu
Angels of the sunset clouds,
dancing in on wings of gold—
they turn through amber
and lapis light
before the evening
grows too old.
Multi-colored hybrid Tropical Hibiscus
Hibiscus rosa-sinensis
I'm right here right now
and I want now to
be the Golden Age.
If only each generation would
realize that the time for greatness
is right now when they're alive. . .
. . . the time to flower is now.
Patti Smith
If you only walk
on sunny days
you'll never reach
your destination.
Paulo Coelho
ꦛꦛꦛꦛꦛꦛꦛꦛꦛꦛ
Love You,
Cloudia & Pixie
ꦛꦛꦛ
dreaming yellow.
Mist moves like a spirit
Remembering its song.
When ordinary
Becomes sacred.
Even the lagoon
Has a soul
Fog begins
To dance.
Allow the light
To find you.
A quiet spirit
can transform
a gray morning
into gold.
I love your poem about fog! Pixie looks like she is encouraging us to keep moving forward.
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