It’s not a sight you expect to see, especially when the day has aged past noon.
I can’t say what drew my attention, as I am known for keeping my eyes down, straight-ahead, and focused.
Yesterday, I looked up.
To my right, the sun smiled sweetly, warming autumn tinged breezes on her climb.
And on my left, the milky, waning moon had hung around to watch the show.
It was a beautiful juxtaposition of contradiction;
reminding me to remember,
to refuse limitations imposed by fear,
and to give thanks.
© Copyright 2007-2008 Stacye Carroll
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1 comment:
beautiful. you are so soft with your words... it's lovely.
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