she swept over hills
and trees
like the mighty angel Gabriel
fierce in beauty
heralding a truth
beyond
time
"To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie-
True Poems flee."
Emily Dickinson
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The beautiful stories of our sky, richly captured as they unfold across our horizon.
ReplyDelete:) Thank you Harold.
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