A Long Held Promise

From a distance
I watch the crows land
on the top of the trees,
the sky, behind them,
taking on a clear blue light
as morning rises
full of softness and dew,
over the sea a bank
of autumn clouds is moving
bringing with it a long held promise,
my soul, watching, fills with stillness,
and a prayer begins again
in the silence of my heart.

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