Empyrean Sky – August 10, 2020

Grief, life, love, poetry 1 Minute

The clouds drag on

Their watercolor bleed

Up and over

Hill after hill

Riding the wave

A continuum

That’s proven

Bittersweet

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32 thoughts on “Empyrean Sky – August 10, 2020”

      1. My absolute pleasure, Doree! And You just taught me a beautiful word. When I read Your lovely post yesterday I thought the title was European Sky. God knows where my mind was at! 😅, but that’s the word I thought I saw! Thought it was a cool title but didn’t understand…figured it had a deep abstract meaning for You….the way my stuff does for me….or that You’d taken the photo in Europe sometime! This morning, looking at Your comment, I see it’s Empyrean Sky. Just looked that word up. What a great word!…and now I understand the title! 😄 Sounds like what it is!!! Thank You for that!!! 🤗❤️😊

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      2. Awesome! I completely understand why your mind would give you European 😉. Me too! This makes me so happy. I love that you came back for a second gander and figured it out. Hope your week is off to a great start 🤗

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      3. Love that You get it! 😅 I can be a slow train at times but I usually eventually pull up at the station! 🤣 And Thank You! It is! I hope Your week is off to a great start as well!!! 💕💕💕

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