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Poem: Morning light
Below,
swirled a bank
of pure white cloud.
Above,
the sun spilled brilliance
of golden light.
The balcony
suspended in space,
rooted to earth
by the walls of the building
was the only reality.
The world had disappeared
and the glory of the heavens
shone around and above.
Continues...
©Marjorie Dobson
Below,
swirled a bank
of pure white cloud.
Above,
the sun spilled brilliance
of golden light.
The balcony
suspended in space,
rooted to earth
by the walls of the building
was the only reality.
The world had disappeared
and the glory of the heavens
shone around and above.
Continues...
©Marjorie Dobson
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