The Dawn of Crisp Mornings — Ancient Skies


The refreshing kiss of cooler air, the dawn of crisp mornings waiting for the sun, beginning the season of surrender where leaves let go of their green, to receive the infusion of a greater glory. It won’t be long now. Poem, and Image, Copyright © 2020 ancient skies

The Dawn of Crisp Mornings — Ancient Skies

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