crickets chirping.
a bird’s clear note.
a star-filled sky
slowly giving way
to the sun
spilling pink into the horizon
reaching toward
ever more blue.
trees standing in silhouette
until the light infuses
every growing thing
and the air
whispers everything awake.
these, at least, are truth.
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Stand for Freedom
Jewniquely Myself 
Very decriptive!
So sweet to know you are reading, Joanne!
Love and blessings!
Thank you so much for sharing this here, Joan! 🌷
truly my delight and joy
*willows in mist*