Ethereal fog
lifting
upward--
the morning comes
breaking big
and I'm
thankful...
it helps clear the
dream soaked,
still groggy
crevice of
my mind's
eye.
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Lois Nancy
This artwork is my mother's. It touches my heart. (So gentle.) A thoughtful depiction of something sweet, tiny, and cute. 'Wa...
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This artwork is my mother's. It touches my heart. (So gentle.) A thoughtful depiction of something sweet, tiny, and cute. 'Wa...
Lovely soft beginning to the day and beautiful words expressing that sleep hangover feeling.
ReplyDeleteI love foggy mist like that. Lovely photo and sentiment to go with it.
ReplyDeleteThank you Talon; yes...I never woke up today! My Mother-in-law had serious surgery; that might have been part of it.
ReplyDeleteYes Lynn...I went and grabbed my camera and the dog...the rising mountain mist and fog comes and it goes. When it visits I am amazed and tranquil. So quiet. So calming to be 'enveloped' and to just stand back and watch the mountains change...