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Stuck in the Mist of Time - 2

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Taken in the south of France...

 

The above picture has been shot with the Samsung NX10

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Mornings to Be

 

A poem by Peter S. Quinn

 

Coming in brightness

Mornings to be

Everything is fresh

For my eyes to see

Lighten up flowers

And everything beneath

Day breaking hours

White bridal wreath

 

A song called love

Awaken the trees

With breeze from above

To blow and please

A night to other day

Returning to shine

Wind with clouds play

At the horizon line

 

Welcome - give a kindle

Let life now awake

Darkness swiftly dwindle

On sunny side take

Gather into the mist

Colors from the wood

Beaming dismal gist

This in shadows stood

 

Sweet the morning comes

Ensign pale and young

The dark away strums

In blissful rousing song

Oh give regards to dreams

Those were in twilight

Castle clouds regimes

From star and moonless night

 

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Taken on July 25, 2010