Morning Poem, July 28, 2015

The bright light of summer morning

Filters through the lush foilage

And paints the ground

In light and shadow.

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The trees themselves

Catch the sun at angles

Some, in the shadows of others

Are dull and deep

The color of moss.

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Others, at the forest’s edge

Are bathed in light

And seem to burn from within.

 

 

Copyright 2015

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