Stretched across a cerulean canvas crimson streaks dance upon Mother Nature's fiery palette burnishing the sky in gold and rosy hues of painted light playing hide-and-seek amongst the clouds.
Breathe, the golden hour whispers.
Shadows lengthen calming wind-tossed seas as day prepares to welcome night's embrace.
With each exhale, the day's woes ease tensions bleed away carrying off the bitter taste of past regrets like smoke drifting upon the wind fading into twilight's hush.
Breathing, I step beyond the fading light welcoming in the mystery of darkness falling into the vast stillness of the stars whispering ancient secrets of eternity.
I breathe deep into the heart of being after reading your lovely poem, Louise. Midwinter solstice tomorrow, Yule. Sun low, the twilight long, herald of the rising light. Thank you for your joyful celebration.
Dare Boldly 
So well done! Calming, peaceful poem – I feel it. 😌 Also, your home provides stunning views of nature.
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Thank you! And yes, being able to witness nature’s beauty unfolding in every moment is a gift! ❤
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I breathe deep into the heart of being after reading your lovely poem, Louise. Midwinter solstice tomorrow, Yule. Sun low, the twilight long, herald of the rising light. Thank you for your joyful celebration.
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Thank you for your beautiful comment and for breathing deep with me. ❤
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Beautiful po
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Thank you Helen — wishing you all a beautiful and joyful Christmas together. Many blessings.
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