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Sunlight

Posted by MFish Profile 07/17/19 at 09:11AM Share Poetry See more by MFish

The sunlight
spirals downward; caught
by the dust in the trees,
then burrows into the
piles of scattered leaves.
Life goes on, as Sun rays
spill toward the sheltered ground.
There is a golden silence
for the wind blows, not now.
It will resume in morning
hours, before the Rooster crows;.
Life is beautiful when you
hear the Songbird sing
about a song and ring
of light, from the Sun above
filled with warmth
and with love.

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Loy • 07/18/2019 at 01:39PM • Like 1 Profile

Beautiful poem

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