Visages of the sunset
diffused into the light
sun rays to be missed
a subtle kiss of color
of pink & purple hues
Days run on together
seamless as life joined
stitched close together
soft as feathered thread
black as that of night
Dawn rises out of mourning
thread broken by the sun
bird song calls attention
to mention winged flight
pursuant of a new day
© February 2016
Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File and Digitized by Myself
reneejustturtleflight.com 
Just beautiful The words ” dawn rises out of morning…. spoke to me and made me think how we moved on from the earthquake which was today 5 years ago 🙂 Hope all is well with you
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Marja, I did not know if the word ‘mourning’ (as in grieving) would be the right word to use here but you have shown me it is. It must have seemed an endless night when the quake happened and with all the rising of new buildings then and now, you now have the dawn to give a new day for Christ Church. I hope for you and your family long life and happiness in your chosen home. I am recovering more each day. Be well.
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Love the Birds calling in the morning Renee and I loved the threads of colour you wove within your poem dear friend.. Love and Hugs that you keep on finding colour in your life dear Renee.. Take care of you.. Big hugs Sue xxx
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Thank you! Hugs always! xxx
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Beautiful colors of nature ~ Good to read you Renee ~ Hope you are well ~
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Yes beautiful ….the picture is lovely….happy to read you….
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