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Jan 11, 2021 8:26:47 GMT -6
Post by simpledip on Jan 11, 2021 8:26:47 GMT -6
The magic of the mystical moments is in the hush of dawn:
I can hear whisperings of cold breeze passing through the pine leaves heavy with the snow
the tin roof creaking the firewood crackling a "hiss" from the fireplace.
- Dip
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Jan 11, 2021 9:03:56 GMT -6
Post by susan on Jan 11, 2021 9:03:56 GMT -6
beautiful
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Jan 11, 2021 11:14:29 GMT -6
Post by Catlady2710 on Jan 11, 2021 11:14:29 GMT -6
Beautiful. The hush as if time stopped in the early morning hours is truly magical. I have experienced this many times and treasure the peace found within it.
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Jan 11, 2021 20:51:57 GMT -6
Post by simpledip on Jan 11, 2021 20:51:57 GMT -6
Thank you Susan for your kind words. Namaste. - Dip
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Post by simpledip on Jan 11, 2021 20:54:09 GMT -6
Beautiful. The hush as if time stopped in the early morning hours is truly magical. I have experienced this many times and treasure the peace found within it. Cat, Those moments are really magical and peaceful. Thank you for your kind appreciation. Namaste. - Dip
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Jan 11, 2021 21:00:14 GMT -6
Post by susan on Jan 11, 2021 21:00:14 GMT -6
Thank you Susan for your kind words. Namaste. - Dip you are very welcome
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Post by QueenFoxy on Jan 12, 2021 2:51:26 GMT -6
I love the beauty of those magical moments.
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Jan 19, 2021 0:23:26 GMT -6
Post by goldenmyst on Jan 19, 2021 0:23:26 GMT -6
Now, this has personal relevance to me. Growing up I spent many summers up north where eve in May or June it got cold enough to make a fire in the fireplace. I remember the sound of pine hissing. I am most grateful to you for bringing me back to that place I will never see again except through poetry.
John
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Jan 21, 2021 7:13:06 GMT -6
Post by simpledip on Jan 21, 2021 7:13:06 GMT -6
Now, this has personal relevance to me. Growing up I spent many summers up north where eve in May or June it got cold enough to make a fire in the fireplace. I remember the sound of pine hissing. I am most grateful to you for bringing me back to that place I will never see again except through poetry. John Bows deeply to John.
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Jan 21, 2021 20:16:51 GMT -6
Post by QueenFoxy on Jan 21, 2021 20:16:51 GMT -6
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