Blue sky, late Thursday morning
Sparse white clouds, to their music they play
Silver-green tree tops seem much closer
Out-stretched arms reaching my way
So many mysteries, all around me
Things no need to say
Causing my mind to wander
Far and wide, just beyond today
Bright sunshine on the driveway
Exposin’ cracks every which way
I see them, but forget them
The pavement is here to stay
Off in the distance, a siren
Cries of help, just before noonday
Sudden brisk wind from heaven
Sweeping all tears away
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Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
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Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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Nice stained glass photos!
Thanks Dan. Got your comment.
Looks like it didn’t take my comment again, which was, I think, “Yes!”. I also said, and say, “Nice photos!”