Light exudes comfort
Low slung Sun filtered through firs
Glinting off the dew
poetry, prose, and photography
Light exudes comfort
Low slung Sun filtered through firs
Glinting off the dew
Throbbing skull
Easing now
As tea
Drifts through
My veins
Overflowing with sunlight
A cup: empty and full
Two sides of the same
Moment
Birds
Announcing
Dawn’s
Impending
Arrival
Sunlight trickles out
Color gracefully flowing
Each second, newness.