A red-wine sun
laced with ginger
clouds dips in the
western sky while
darkness invades
a sleeping land; a
cold moon pierces
through the shadows
of night, the world
will now wait patiently
for another morning
light. The destiny of the
spirit, life events and
the passion of time lies
suspended within the
walls of the conscience
inhabitants of earth; as
the dust of yesterday
settles behind the winds
of tomorrow.
©2013.annjohnsonmurphree
Beautiful picture for the bedtime!
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More often than not destiny chooses us and our pursuit at design is folly. But I still choose to exercise my will in the scheme.
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a lovely vision in words:)
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Lovely!
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Thank you
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“as
the dust of yesterday
settles behind the winds
of tomorrow.” 🙂 hello, Ms. Murphree…
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Thank you
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