Source: We Heart It

Source: We Heart It

Morning Mystery

Crystal clear black sky
Stars high clear diamonds
hanging finger tip close
 
Walking in the crisp darkness
A stillness is broken by a
strange sound of rushing water
 
Yet…
 
Only an aural illusion…
The cold north wind moving
through the remaining tree
leaves gives the sound of
moving water…
a rushing stream…
that isn’t there
 
What a gift!
The morning undisturbed
but for this mystery of
Nature…
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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