Through these doors
I see you ~
this morning’s rising sun
already dressed up in almighty golden rays lighting my day
as tree-tops glisten in dazzling starshine
settling down on the very tip-tops of standing, twenty-four hour oaks open for business
moments of glorious sunshine and leftover steely night starshine
moments at once gone ~
I see you ~
walking with me
like you know me
and calling me by name
giving me a warm hello and a nod ~
saying, “good morning” ~
“it’s a brand new day” ~
“let’s walk” ~
“it’s ok” ~
“everything is going to be ok” ~
“just be you” ~
“you can go” ~
“go” ~
“be who you are meant to be” . . .
“Starshine”!
Beautiful poetry ❤❤
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You’re very welcome
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