In the moment before dawn
The Sun stole a kiss
And all the air from the wet lung of the earth left her as she sighed
Then seconds later
The golden rays spread out wide suffusing her surface with well being
I felt it and smiled as I ran
The warm fingers of sunlight creeping over my shoulder
The pleasure received from warmth in winter
Reminds us
We are merely small animals here
The Gods of the planets rule our atmosphere
And is the reason the Sun has been revered
Forever
*photos mine. I’ve been on a monochrome bender for days. I thought it would wear off, not yet. Winter here so we seek the sun. In summer we will again hide our heads and cover our eyes. Australia is a land of extremes.
Incredible!
Thanks 😊
Love the composition of this photo Kate. thanks for sharing it. Mike
Thanks Mike, a pleasure 😊
also, hope you are enjoying the rest of the weekend!
lovely photo
Thankyou 😊
Beautiful poem and wow — what a photo! ❤️
Glad you liked it Camilla, I’m really enjoying my photography at the moment and I think it shows 😊❤️
That’s the difference, after all! ❤️ May thoughts of summer increase your enjoyment of winter (and vice versa)!
this poem strikes a chord with me, Kate: I love it when the warmth of the sun disperses the iciness of winter: only 10 degrees C here right now brrrrrrrrrrrrr
We are into the negatives at dawn but then, as long as the sun is out, the temps climb steadily to around d 18-23 degrees John. So lovely days cold nights but I do love that first touch of sunlight in the morning when I’m out – it feels warmer almost straight away
I love it too, Kate: nothing to celebrate weather-wise today : you’d have to be a Shakespeare or Mary Oliver to wring some joy out of today’s anemic offering 🙁