I woke this morning and found the light
And it was hard to take
But gentle hands took me in
And joy peeked over the fence.
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A Soul's Walk 
I love the visual.
Thank you.
The Light, the True Light, is always gentle and always uplifting, fueled by joy.
Fueled by joy… that sounds like it should be the title of a song…
Every morning is like this. Reminds me of my favorite quote: It’s always darkest before the dawn.
Wow, your mornings are always like this?
recently, mostly yes.
“And joy peeked over the fence.” love that! Exactly what I would imagine joy would do, not peer, not spy but peek…wonderful word choice, solace-giving work!
I don’t know that I ever thought I could write solace-giving work…
clean simple lovely picture drawn here…very peaceful.
Thank you Lady Day.
nicely done! 🙂
Thanks.