Scene: Peeking Through

[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 –


Published by Jim Sponseller

Family man, father, programmer, and artist. I work with digital art, photographs, author poems and fiction, and also work in artistic metal smithing. You can find poems, photos, and digital art samplings at Thank you for your support! If you like my offerings and would like to donate, please buy me a coffee:

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