H. 22 – The door to the sun

In the distance the rock  rests, against sky

A landscape dressed in shades of earth,

we wander closer , to gaze through the time

worn arch,  a window into  a dreamy sky.

Waiting always for the sunset to warm its weary

bones, to fill it with with summer light.


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