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I look forward to sunsets
The way lovers anticipate surrender
To explosive climactic splendor
Before colors dissolve into monochrome
Though never totally devoid of light
The night seems full of finality
A little like death
But with potential for revival
When its darkness like a womb
Births millions of possibilities
Then the world, so ill, endures
Thankful for its remaining health
In its beauty that still blooms
While I cherish, relish
Its resiliency
Brandon, at Earthweal, challenges us, as we approach Thanksgiving Day here in the US, to write about our gratitude for our world.
Beautiful words of gratitude
ReplyDeleteSo beautful, Myrna. I am like you about the sunset. But I rarely get to one as I cant drive after dark, plus am always so tired at the end of the day. I do miss them. They are so spectacular.
ReplyDeleteHow I love your song of gratitude. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteCherishing resilience - that sounds like a mantra for our age and a great thing to praise. Suzanne (wordpress blog) Mapping Uncertainty
ReplyDeleteI look forward to sunsets
ReplyDeleteThe way lovers anticipate surrender... beautifully put. The sky is such a great healer.
We must thank heavens for the earth's resiliency and not take it for granted! I too cherish sunsets: one of the good things about Autumn is that they are never far away!
ReplyDeleteRadiant, glorious, what a paean! And with an added grace note of resilience.
ReplyDeleteThe darkness illuminating the light--exactly.
ReplyDeleteThe night seems full of finality, a little like death.
ReplyDeleteI love that line, and for me, anyway, it is true. I generally don't find myself contemplating my mortality during the day.
Myrna, as always your words are so beautiful. I'm sorry I haven't emailed you yet. I just can't seem to get myself to do much lately. You can certainly email me first, if you feel like it! Sending love and hugs.
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