Tide of Morning, Call Unto Me,
Lifting my Spirit from the Realm of Unknown,
Bright Star of Daytide, Singing Sweetly,
Breaking the Spell of my Transitory Musings,
Drawing me back into Possibility.
Beckon me, then, into treachery,
Guide me through audacious perfidy,
A Single Candle in the galling darkness,
As dew Glistening in the Tide of Morning.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found on Flickr. Credit Acknowledged to the Original Photographer. Thank you!
Splendid piece Morgan 😊☀️
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Happy Sunday and Good Morning my Friend 😀
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A gorgeous awakening. (Morgan, those were my thoughts exactly as I languished in bed those last precious moments before getting up at 5:00 am. 😉
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I wrote this before going to church this morning, only to discover the sermon and message today is about The Light sent into the Darkness and now to discover the same thoughts alighted upon you ;). I am truly amazed, and Blessed 😉 See how the Spirit speaks to all of us?
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Amazingly beautiful lovely Morgan! 🙂 ❤
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Thank You so much Line 🙂 This one tumbled forth while I was waking up drinking my Chai 🙂
So glad it smiled to you!!
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Oooo, Chai!! I love chai 🙂 It smiled brightly! 🙂 ❤
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I love Chai too…especially gingerbread Mocha Chai Lattes 🙂
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Yummy!!! 🙂
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Beautiful poem, Morgan. 🙂 So meaningful… 🙂 Iris
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Thank You ever so much, Iris 🙂 Im so glad it whispered to you 🙂
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