Inspired by a back and forth with my friend over at

https://woodsydotblog.wordpress.com/

We’ve been stomped on,
dissolving into the dirtΒ 
and rising on the wings of a Phoenix.

We’re rising like the moon
after chasing daylight.Β 
Sunset colors setting simultaneously
and here we are,
swimming in her rays,
painting the sky in our backdoor delight.

I often wonder if I deserve
all you have to give.
Yet, here you are,
shining above me,
lifting me up.
I’m not alone.
I realize that,now.

Painting, here with you,
painting our sunsets.
Here we are.

4 responses to “Painting The Sky”

  1. Woodsy Avatar
    Woodsy

    Paint the ember colours into skies, sculpt the rolls and ripples into the tide…
    find me (the me I always ached for in such places) and set me free…
    If I could do that, be that…

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  2. WanderingCanadians Avatar
    WanderingCanadians

    Isn’t it amazing when inspiration can come from the most random things!? Glad you felt inspired as this is a lovely poem. Life does feel very full circle in a way.

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    1. BrittnyLee Avatar
      BrittnyLee

      It does ! Thank you 😊😊 I hope you’re having a great week ? It’s warming up here ? How about your way ?

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      1. WanderingCanadians Avatar
        WanderingCanadians

        Same. Yesterday we caved and turned our AC on. We had a storm overnight and now temperatures are a bit cooler and more comfortable. Have a wonderful weekend!

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