Magic Moments


Purple, red, yellow pink
clouds spread across
the eastern morning sky
in the middle
hangs a sliver of moon
a moment when morning
and night are one
like a breath held
in quiet dew-dropped meadows
a magic moment
of completion
and new beginnings.

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2 Responses to Magic Moments

  1. Thank you for expressing so eloquently the magic of the moment in which we presently find ourselves. ♥


  2. gorgeous and lovely are the words and inspiration.

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