Goodnight Blessing

The warm sun sets

Welcoming in

The wild moon

With her 

A howling wind

Speaking your name

Whispering peace

As you

Gently rest

Pouring love

Onto your soul

Providing sustainability

And depth

For your

Expanding essence

Breathe it in

Dear soul 

Rick Ellsmore

8.11.20

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