“Evening Sun” by Lucinda Parker
I can wait for the moon
a lifetime in coming
the end of this
long day of living
the lowering sun
remains generous
wealthy with moments
allowing me yet
its good leave to
acquire the character
I would admire
still time to become
that much better man
who would now and then
animate turns
of my conscience
that man of the mist
content in his dreams
sound and safe
through the imminent
infinite night
Writer Lynne Sargent
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
rejuvenatement - not retirement
Poesy plus Polemics 
Beautifully self`reflective . . .
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time well spent, I hope
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A positivity that may serve me well after the rotten day of freezing fog and seagulls taking target practice upon our family cars (serious target practice, I might add). I am glad I left this read till last. Thank you, Paul.
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I’m glad you enjoyed it – happy to lend you one of my guns to disperse those airborne vandals
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Not in a hurry yet making ready to bid faa
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Sorry…trying again!
Not in a hurry yet making ready to bid farewell to this beautiful fraught life.
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time, however brief, is a gift
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Oh my, oh my–this is beyond beautiful; love the sense of contentment threaded through…
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I needed a boost
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I think “boosts” may be part of God’s “daily mercies” package 🙂
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“I can wait for the moon” sounds like an excellent opening line for a dialog where people to share their thoughts on what that means. I like what it means for you and with your permission, will begin ruminating on my own response to that line.
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I look forward to it
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https://sailorpoet.com/2017/02/11/icarus-and-his-mother-elizabeth/
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well done
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Thank you sir, high praise!
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Beautiful yet I sense wistfulness. Maybe it is my own sadness that I find reflected in your words. And that’s OK.
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you understand me well
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Paul, you are so wonderfully inspiring. Thank you for this.
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much appreciated, don
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