This morning there were pink and blue skies.
I considered, for a moment, the prospect of running away.
How it must've felt to avoid this day
and stroll slowly along some place better fitting to my need of serenity; waves crashing lightly on the soft, cool sand.
There were no thoughts there, except of the beauty of God's work - no need to think beyond that.
I would have lingered there for as long as the sunrise put on its show.
This morning there were pink and blue skies and I considered, for a moment, the prospect of running away...
RK
2013
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