Monday, March 7, 2011


In the still
you hear the echo
of past laughter,

the swell of
happy memories
lifts you as you
swoop through
valleys of tears
and rise
with new hope
to glimpse
the sun rise.
~ Nicola Quinn


Carey Brown Strombotne said...

superb! a beautiful glimpse of sunrise!

Khyra And Sometimes Her Mom said...

I love the colours -

And I can hear the humans starting to crisp and sizzle -

Auntie Di reminded me yesterday 'it's coming - the blast furnace is coming'

Laura Anne said...

so pretty~ i love when the sky is on fire :D