Watching Recording Barely speaking Fading Away The observer takes in nature all around. Grasping every morsel of a moment like soft winds flowing through a meadow. Eyebrows raised, anticipating the new day’s sun peaking through the trees. A low rumble far off; a remnant from last night’s storms. Nature’s music spreads with the sunrise. Heaven’s song beckoning. Looking Notating Sparing breaths Waning Smells of embers burning from morning’s coffee made fireside. Smiling softly, the observer reflects stories told over years by many. Around the campfire, playing guitar, praying together, testimonies told. Stolen glances with no development but the rush was worth it. Now, in solitude…all that’s left is the subtle hush of peace. As it was meant to be, looking up to the last star from the night sky. Lingering on the last thread, echoes of a distant howl before slumber. Seeing Writing Slight puffs Dissipating Delighting in love all around sent from above. Each face, every embrace- captured. Eyes gleaming, some misting-all but focused…contemplating. The observer sees all, calculating timed responses and putting them to memory. Skies darken and stars burn brighter than before. Moon calling the planets to align gently-each touched by God’s hand. Mind’s eye Impression Last escape Vanished This observer-light’s ascending.
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