On Our Knees With Lifted Hands

I'm a believer in a wholly good and wonderful and beautiful God. I'm an artist. I'm Elyse.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Biting breeze
Crisp morning air
Frost
Flash of color
World transformed
Warm afternoon
Brisk evening
World, falling, into deep slumber
World, fading
finis.

It will get better now.
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