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Good morning from the lakeside deck ~

emerging sun lights up the sky

colors are a’changing

on its way up to shine

streaming across the woodlands

rising before it’s really known

moving from blues to golds

Oh~ the glory shines

as some traveler

stopping by

but not yet really staying

morning light moves downward into the hallows

filling the mighty earth’s shadowy ground

such a soft gentle light

and the air

is summertime warm

sometimes I find

it’s hope talking to me

morning rising

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Good morning from the lakeside deck ~

TREE STAND

I sit high in a tree stand

if I was a child again

I would climb these old tree limbs

and never tire of being here

now I am old

as I sit here on my redwood deck

up high in the trees ~ so high

I can touch the sky

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Good morning from the lakeside deck ~

My morning write ~

White As Snow

the white of a southern magnolia bloom

is a perfect white on white like snow

deeply beautiful & perfect

yet fragile in its fleeting beauty

once picked from it’s true home

the bloom quickly fades

what can we ever truly hold?

Southern Magnolia Bloom
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Good morning from the lakeside deck ~

My morning write ~

Official sunrise 5:58 am

Bear Cove on Lake Ann

2nd sunrise 6:32 am

Out of the northern sky

Rises this morning’s second sunrise

Over the Ozarks’ Bear Hollow Ridge

What magic is this?

Another summer solstice is coming ~

Enveloped already stamped and signed

With air special delivery

Costs borne & money paid

Oh, the beauty & the peace of earth’s promised rising sun ~ twice!

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Good morning from the lakeside deck

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My morning write,

OLD MAN BEAR

My shoulders are wrapped around by a high mountain ridge
framing blue skies and lake waters
sitting amongst green lush woodlands
beside the hallows belonging to old man Bear and I
we sit along the shores
watching morning fade into the brightness of day
each of us becoming whole again

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Good morning from the lakeside deck –

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Morning –
trees are stilled
not one leaf moving
where does the wind go?
birds still sing
and light travels through these dark hallows
lake spring water flows
into waterfalls rushing over
moss covered rocks
waving back to me

where does time go off to?

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Good Morning from the Lakeside Deck

This Sunday morning — It’s a cold winter day but morning sunshine gives way to my day. I reflect upon my reading in Hope for Each Day by Billy Graham, “That in every moment there is a new chance to begin again.”

That we can choose to make a new choice~ this is truly one of God’s greatest miracles which touches each & every one of us, every single day and with every breath we take! Blessed!

My writing today —

A Winter Morning
Blue skies and winter sunshine
moves me forward
as I sit here framed in light
bathed in morning warmth
as full glass windows hold out the cold
while also holding all of Lake Ann’s Bear Cove

a blanket of diamond sparkles lightup the waters
moving in quick-time across the lake — seemingly, forever moving towards me
in such a delightful dance
pulling me
straight up to
blue skies,
my spirit rises

and I standing bare,
stark and naked
pale, against a winter sunshine

if for only a moment
free . . .