Day 11 –
My simple, but genuine, thank you to our life in Edinburgh…
A protrusion of gratitude
Cloaked in landscapes of light, remunerations
of remembrance brought clear in the rehearsing.
That literature of land partnered with time
makes for fragrant mornings in settings
of coal-kissed stone, unsullied
by lesser things.
No more exile here –
just a protrusion of gratitude.
If we are made in God’s image and God sings, then we should be singing, too.
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