A Gift

Kestrel
The day was wholly cloudless.
The open sky was blue.
Dark clouds were far away.

In my mind it was a great day.
I knew that my people were near.

The beginning of each day is holy.
Moments like this are a gift.

I am close to the golden sun.
I find hope in the simplest of signs.

W. Wayne B.


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© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Kestrel. By Flickpicpete (Thanks for 1 million+ views) [Image license]

About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer, a poet and a librarian.
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