bright feast of holy
stardust lifts the darkest hearts
prayers slip through like clouds
a sweet crescendo
of necessary light.
XO
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I celebrate all that is holy with you, Rebecca, and with all who visit here today. Blessings!
Posted by: Magical Mystical Teacher | June 15, 2018 at 03:32 AM
I feel the solemnity in this photo. It draws me in and causes me to reflect on the greatness of creation. Thank you!
Posted by: Cathy Keller | June 15, 2018 at 06:30 AM
Love how the 'prayers slip through the clouds' ~ Gorgeous photo and lovely haiku filled with light and love ~ thanks!
Happy Weekend to you,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Posted by: A ShutterBug Explores | June 16, 2018 at 08:24 AM
That's beautiful. I can almost hear the prayers.
Posted by: judie | June 16, 2018 at 03:21 PM
Oh you've posted a beautiful memory of mine, watching sunset behind Thumb Butte. My prayers have slipped through the clouds as well. My love to you dear Rebecca.
Posted by: gemma | June 16, 2018 at 03:42 PM