Night falls down on the street,
a line of light edging the hills
the palest tinge of pink.
I close the blinds reluctantly
to keep out not the dark but the cold.
“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh
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Ooh that is really beautiful.
ReplyDeleteNight falls down on the street,
a line of light edging the hills
the palest tinge of pink.
Wonderful writing!
It has been a real pleasure to visit and read your small stones this month, I am so glad I discovered you in 'the river'!
I am continuing to share my captured moments and I look forward to continuing my visits here to share your lovely moments with you.
Glad to have met you!
Susannah x
Thank you Susannah; I've enjoyed yours likewise.
ReplyDeleteYes, I'm going to continue too, though not necessarily every day. :)
Very nice imagery.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Merlene!
ReplyDeleteLove the process from the outer world to the inner choice. Very delicate and subtle. I really like it.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lorna. I'm delighted that you do. :)
ReplyDeleteI like that you're "reluctant," Rosemary, to close out the night.
ReplyDelete:) Ta.
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