[Begin scene]
A calm evening, the breeze barely stirring…
The sun, just starting to turn orange on its evening retreat from the day, peeks through the leaves of a still very green maple…
Like a golden soul the light shines through, a beacon of hope in this often dark world…
Does my soul shine so bright? Does yours?
[End scene]
© 2017 – James Sponseller – mindescapes.net
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Categories: Challenge Related, Nature, Poetry & Prose
Lovely! 🙂
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