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Sky fire and the minutia of existence

February 19, 2015

I saw a sunset.

The tourists saw a photo op.

The artist saw inspiration.

The sailor saw a compass.

The bats saw an alarm clock.

The children saw a bedtime alert.

The deer saw a dinner bell.

The city saw a light switch.

The old man saw time flying.

The cows saw a call to come home.

The whippoorwill saw an orchestra conductor.

The security guard saw a warning.

The farmer saw a time clock.

The lovers saw romance.

The sisters saw a call to prayer.

The jasmine saw an invitation to unfold.

The flashlight saw a time to shine.

The weary saw the prelude to mercy.

The eastern sky saw darkness.

 

Everyone saw the sunset.

But only a few saw glory.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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4 Comments leave one →
  1. February 19, 2015 9:51 am

    BIG LIKE! Had night-blooming jasmine outside my bedroom window at our first Fla. home. Didn’t get the glory at the time but sure loved the scent.

    • February 19, 2015 11:00 am

      Jasmine is indeed quite glorious. What a heady scent!

  2. February 20, 2015 8:54 am

    Lisa, this is awesome! I loved it.

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