Good morning from the lakeside ~ A little cooler this morning, but expect 92 as a high! A morning haze hangs over Lake Ann.
In the early morning breeze
Shadows move ever so slightly
Spinning new lace curtains
Across the oak tree branches
And in between
Then, in and out
Through the treetops
Meeting me in my Ozark tree house.
Peace tucks itself around me
Promising my heart a reprieve
From worry and fears
Unburdening my heart
Turning toward
God’s glorious day.
Shadowleaves on Lake Ann 
Thank you!
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Your poetry always leaves me with peace and a sense that amongst all the madness that keeps growing like noxious weeds will also have the pertentual to be seen as the beauty of blooms if one just keeps hope and faith regardless of belief in religious symbol representations that are as I believed taught Having faith belief hope for me comes from a different place that’s like a seed planted within us all beings and we are here in this life form to grow love in care healthy with kindness in thought of equality
This poem makes me think of all such things as does I find all your writings They have such balance harmony towards and for life ThankYou for always being the kind heart you are n give to me and all here in this space of connection 💛🐝Chey x
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