before the moon
was done
the sun had begun
***
thin line of a bird
flying in the space
where night meets day
The Sun And The Moon
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
before the moon
was done
the sun had begun
***
thin line of a bird
flying in the space
where night meets day
Brilliant poem and photo capture!!
thanks so much Suzette – gift of another day of early rising!
Awesome! Enjoy!!
where all who loves … meet
Reminds me of an old pop music ballad: “Where the blue of the night / Meets the gold of the day / Someone waits for me.”
Oh! I’m not familiar with that – but love it! Thanks for sharing Arnold.
Wonderful!
thanks PoorIrish
ooh
🙂
Very special and beautiful photography, Catherine!
Oh Tania, thanks so much!!
really beautiful
thank you Judy