Morning Walk

Morning Walk

Almost born away—

I fly by champagne clouds,

waking poetry

of morning’s moist perfumed breeze.

Angel voices celebrate the universe,

time slows. . .lingers

for one smile

Delaware Rive, Red Bank Battlefield, September

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I visited the Oracle yesterday, but I didn’t have a chance to post this. She was in rare form though. I feel like she was ready to give me many more.

 

18 thoughts on “Morning Walk

  1. Beautiful vision in your photography and the Oracle’s inspiration, Merril!
    I have been seeing angels’ wings in the clouds and a young 19 year old warehouse friend I am mentoring, sees them now too! 🌫️☁️🌫️

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