Thursday, December 5, 2024

Simple Morning Near the End

Keep the simple words
Easily at hand
And easy to reach

The sun hits the cliffs
To send a gold shock
Through the acres

Of mellow sandstone
In a wave of warmth,
As the mind notes so

You’re here and ready
To get on with day
Whatever day is

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