Such a beautiful, frosty photo. You can see from the low sun and the icy-blue sky that it must be cold outside.. and your poem with it is divine! Hug from Holland.
Through your words, I hear the glorious singing. And although my feet on the ground are cold from the frost, I feel the warmth of the sun on my shoulders. I am there.
Beautiful words and a lovely sunrise. Enjoy your day, have a great weekend!
ReplyDeletegood morning dear one! yes-the sunrise is hope made visible. thank you for lifting our hearts and returning us to grace.
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This looks like a wonderful place to renew your soul.
ReplyDeleteSuch song and beauty lifts my soul. Thank you Cathy for this gratefulness morning glory!
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful, frosty photo. You can see from the low sun and the icy-blue sky that it must be cold outside.. and your poem with it is divine! Hug from Holland.
ReplyDeleteThrough your words, I hear the glorious singing. And although my feet on the ground are cold from the frost, I feel the warmth of the sun on my shoulders. I am there.
ReplyDeleteAh ~ the heavenly voices from the gorgeous sky photo ~ lovely haiku and post ~ happy travels to you. ^_^
ReplyDeleteHappy Moments to You,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
I join the grateful singing for all things great and small!
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