Warm Morning Light Returns
Out of the corner of my eye, it arrived — dappled morning light, gently revealing.
Everything slows.
Quiet morning light.
The joy of noticing something new where the ordinary has always been.
Out of the corner of my eye, it arrived — dappled morning light, gently revealing.
Everything slows.
Quiet morning light.
The joy of noticing something new where the ordinary has always been.