I love the space between day and night
when the clouds portend the end.
And when the sky shifts,
shrouded with filtered light
and a quiet peace descends.
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November 2, 2014 by dorannrule
I love the space between day and night
when the clouds portend the end.
And when the sky shifts,
shrouded with filtered light
and a quiet peace descends.
I love it too, Dor and you expressed it so beautifully.
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Perfect poem to usher in the time change.
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I appreciate those kind words Eiza.
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I love that time too. You expressed it very eloquently and I felt myself relax as I read it.
Nancy
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Thanks Nancy! 🙂
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I wrote this last year in a similar theme:
http://livingtheseasons.com/2013/07/18/the-golden-hour/
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Wonderful! You caught the same feeling. 🙂
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I did, which I think is why I liked yours so much. It just made me feel good to look at your picture and read the words.
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A lovely poem.
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Beautiful and perfect for the time of year! Hope you didn’t get too much snow ~
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No snow at all in this part of Virginia yet… but it got down to freezing temps last night. Winter is en route for sure.
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Shocking to see how much fell over the weekend in TN, NC and then up in Maine. I’m freezing at 55 degrees!
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Winter’s following up on threats to arrive early and to keep on comin’!
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