The evening breathes
its final sighs,
catching my attention;
both ears and eyes,
lifting slender branches
like a large green fan
so that I feel
the cool air
brush my skin,
just before it leaves.
© 2020 Richard Havenga
Weaving words of grace and gratitude through the fabric of my photography, I wish to share the everyday miracles of God's creation. Writing with a blend of curiosity, discovery, and spirituality, I invite the reader-viewer along a trail of words and images; thoughtfully selected and graciously given.
"the evening breathes its final sighs, ..." from: "breathe" by Poetographer Richard Havenga @ Walk With Father Nature: https://walkwithfathernature.blogspot.com/2019/12/breathe.html
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