when deep in dark shadows
I’ve learned to wait like a tree
for the sun’s inevitable light
Remain
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
when deep in dark shadows
I’ve learned to wait like a tree
for the sun’s inevitable light
Beautifully serene as the sun begins to peak
And through her branches we get a peek
The waiting is the hardest part.
Lovely scene and words. Today I am waiting. . . .😉