Light pierces shrouds
and the covers of trees,
blazing bars blessing
the circle of life.
Warmth cradles tiny beings,
granting the means to maintain.
Creatures relax in the rays
as foliage drinks the energy.
Even as the sun rests
the moon dabbles as a star,
allowing the creatures of the night
to reap what the sun has sown.
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Sitting Here Thinking (2020-2022)
PoesiePoetry of varying subjects and construction, the second of three. Written while sitting anywhere, lost in thought about everything and anything. Accolades: #1 Thought Provoking 2/26/2020 #1 Self-Reflection 3/22/2020 #1 Creative Writing 7/24/2020 #3...
