“Light never leaves, it shifts, it softens, it guides.”
A glow in the distance,
its flame teases, dim then bright,
a steady kind of whisper,
that warms the edge of night.
It doesn’t chase the shadows,
it doesn’t force them gone,
it simply keeps on shining,
like a quiet guiding song.
-Kerri-Elizabeth-
By tomorrow, the glow will meet the horizon, and the horizon will answer back.

Love the thought of the horizon answering back. Maggie
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Thank you Maggie ….. I love to listen and observe what nature speaks to me.. sometimes I feel like I’m my own horizon. 😂
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I love this, Kerri. Zac keeps lighting the way! 😘😘😘
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🌻🦋😘
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Sending as much light as I can!! May it live in and around you forever!
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Thank you sweet Kiki , I appreciate that. 🤗
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It is a very beautiful poem
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Thank you 😊 so much.
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