Saucer moon & stars above me, dawn's pastels ease into the misty sky. The mountains rise up to meet me... Hazy, warmer than usual. Thick covering of clouds frost the mountains. Colors. Birds. Airplanes... My morning prayers, those wishes & fears, are gathered up & dispersed like music in the beautiful morning sky.
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