Friday 1 May 2020

Nowadays the only time the window is opened is to hear the thousands of birds singing ever so clearly through the void of the night, filling my heart with gratitude for their existence. 
The moon visited tonight as a remembrance of yesterdays that had their time. 
The cold air of crystal dawns... it brings everything back as a slow motion ocean wave returning the long forgotten familiar feeling of a sweet embrace. 

For "we shall not falter" even though we are tired.

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