It was so cold in Nebraska, even the Sun wore a hoodie!
Sunny-side up — orb — over-easy, yes?
Scrambling down the horizon, we stir it all together again.
Whisk, weave and wave ≈ the cheerios of goodbyes.
Sorta nosy is El Sol, as always.
Uncle Tree
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Tag Archives: Sunsets
One Ray Street
Some folks say there is only one ray to heaven,
as if, they’ve taken that trip before.
Is this One Ray Street the famed road well traveled?
Or, is this your ray and to hell with what they say?
When your sun begins to set, and your ray of hope wanes dimmer,
only the gleam in your eye will know
who went down a winner.
Photographs by Uncle Tree
Peace to Ray Thomas: Moody Blues
“Thank you for shining!”
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Great Plains Landing
We’re all going to land somewhere someday →
Sometimes ♫ ♪ I feel my wheels itching to drop down
Every soul that rises → reaches for a sun to set
Nature nurtures shenanigans from even the best of us
Photographs by Uncle Tree
America The Great
God bless us!
You, too.
UT
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A Sun Dog’s Eye In The Sky
Seeing eye-to-eye is for believers only.
Is a prism of light a believer, or does it simply know?
The distance between The Light and The Truth is way debatable.
Life definitely has a say in the matter at hand.
Does the Sun see its reflection in all of creation?
It is what it is more often than not,
but we are free to imagine.
Uncle Tree
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Quirky Cosmology
There is an indivisible force
which constantly expands the distance between us
Threadbare and naked as a loom
empty of thought, and empty as a tomb
it lies fruitlessly in wait in the background
It lies patiently, perhaps, unaware of a Future full of everything
Full of every thing that is
but itself, for The Void it holds in store can not be filled
“May your soul always have room once again for one more.”
— Uncle Tree
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Pictures and words by the unworldly
Keith Alan Watson
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