Bright Morning, Soft Awakening, now from dreaming do I rise to your thought. Kindest shadows, I hasten to the beckoning of this day. Into the glimmering I now dance, a thought of forever glancing in the bright dawning of now. Glad Morning, I am ever grateful for your embrace, for my life, for my love, for my renewal. In this day, I rejoice in the freshness around me. Life, Family, Friends, I am ever indebted to the love of these merciful beings. The running hours now take me in their shelter, as I am enfolded in the warming arms of caring. Mother of Awareness and Father of Memory, may those within and without the circle be held safe and secure. Image and text created by Susan Isabella Sheehan “Art Is The Perception Of An Altered Reality©” Copyright 2008 Surreal Digital Artist™ I invite you to visit surrealdigitalartist.com.
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