Pale is the Morning Mist

Courtesy - The Sunday Muse

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 If you climb the highest mountain peak

you might find me floating in the clouds

here, you can hear the evergreens speak

heaven filled with consonants and vowels

 

hearing wisdom in  natures songs for peace

for this is the way of the ancient dreamers

healing the earth, destruction must cease

stars  begin aligning,  are you a believer

 

pale is the morning mist after a dark night

soaring on wings , high above the earth

stretching syllables towards morning light

waiting for messages of love to emerge

 

linking with The Sunday Muse

sharing with earthweal

Happy Sunday Dear Friends

Thank you for visiting  

I recently read that Jupiter and Saturn will align during
the winter solstice.  This rare event hasn't taken place
in 800 years.

As a stargazer I will be out looking heavenward on December 21st.

 

I am reminded of this song today - crying here - simply beautiful