Magic

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morning brings magic

to wooded paths

and open sidewalks

silence slowly fades

to steaming coffee cups

and chatty birds

dawn’s white sky

trickles through leaves

reflects on windows

until the blue of day

chases the clouds

and daily joggers

There in plain sight

a waking sun

sprinkles the shadows

with glittering light

Inviting a pause

to seize the magic

of a new day

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Photo: Forest Park, Portland, Oregon, c.b.w. 2015
Words: c.b.w. 2015

 

 

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5 thoughts on “Magic

  1. From the poem…

    “dawn’s white sky

    trickles through leaves

    reflects on windows

    until the blue of day

    chases the clouds”

    I love this portion and from the image, I love the way the light is caught on those slanted leaves…such beauty!

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