This morning, I awoke again to the light of the moon, and the shadows of the trees. Although I tried to take a picture, my storage was full. As I was perusing pictures to delete, I came across three images/poems that tugged at my heart. Then I remembered a picture shared in early March from a fellow blogger Lisa Kincer and photographer Dave Weatherwax– from the midwest, after the storms…
The Protector
Awakening to stillness
one winter’s morn,
dusk escaping – daylight dawns…
Majestic limbs loom in the light
erect and tall, braving the night.
Harrowing sorrows, sin and strife,
battling and protecting innocent life
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