Monday, May 15, 2017

Monday WRites 108


TODAY IS SPROUTING
In furls of my joy,
And flavour of my skin,
Therein, dwell tiny atoms of divine.

Tis grace, by which dawn is gifted,
Daily to tug at ribbons of sun rays,
Unwrapping hieroglyphics in bird song.

Daily, awe breathes sweet scent
Of bee's hum.
Life sparkle of leftover night stars,
Sprinkle gardens with gratitude.

Thanksgiving blossoms by every hue and tint.
TODAY IS SPROUTING © gillena cox 2017


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Hope all you mothers had a wonderful day yesterday ❧✿❧ You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #108, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
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Enjoy The Music


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Blog hopping with

Mosaic Monday # 40

8 comments:

  1. You do know how to paint a pretty picture, Gillena, in both words and images, lovely!

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  2. Thank you for your appreciation Maggie

    much love...

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    1. Thanks for dropping in Snap

      Much love...

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  4. Oh this is beautifully worded, Gillena❤️ especially love; "Life sparkle of leftover night stars, sprinkle gardens with gratitude."

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Sanaa

      Much love...

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  5. There is so much to wonder at and in enjoy in this beautiful world, no wonder poets are so creative in expressing this, as you have done here Gillena.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Robin. Happy you dropped by to link in

      Much love...

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