As daylight yielded to the dusk

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With nightfall yet to come,
A ghostly apparition surfed
Before the setting sun.

Was it a sign of past events,
Of battles false and true?
Perhaps instead a harbinger
Of deeds we’ve yet to do.

We cannot know its meaning
Though a few will always try.
The answers lie within our hearts,
Not written in the sky.

Poem and photo by Richard Fogg

A single bird

“The presence of a single bird can change everything for one who appreciates them.” ~ Julie Zickefoose

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To have wings

“The reason birds can fly, and we can’t, is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have perfect faith is to have wings.” ~ J. M. Barrie

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My sunset sky

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.” ~ Rabindranath Tagore
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Photo by Richard Fogg

The desire to fly

“The desire to fly is an idea handed down to us by our ancestors who… looked enviously on the birds soaring freely through space… on the infinite highway of the air.” ~ Wilbur Wright
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Photo by Richard Fogg