At
this
moment,
quiet morning
is pouring a glow
of orange sunlight
into the garden, placing
a drop of dew on every
blade of grass; a fluid
moment at the start
of a new day.
Kim M. Russell, 2018

My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads NaPoWriMo: Write Here. Write Now.
Paul says that on this 18th day of April halfway is behind us, the journey homeward has commenced but there is still a way to travel. He would like us to bring our attention to the present moment and to bring our pens to a mindful place, stop and breathe in… then breathe out. He wants us to be here now and write a piece about being in the moment…the place where time stops.
Beautifully written
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Thank you, Jae!
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Lovely, what a special beginning for this day. 🙂
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Thank you, Ellecee!
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A treasure indeed.
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Thank you, Ron!
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This is gorgeous!💞
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Thanks Sanaa!
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Yes, it is a beautiful thought!!!
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Wonderful and beautiful.
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Thank you, Bekkie!
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I’m loving this moment….and you shaped it too!
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Thank you, Viv!
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😊
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That moment of dew is all too soon becoming a moment when I sleep… Sunrise is at 5:30
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🙂
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Love the dew drop form and the simple beauty of the poem.
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Thanks Paul!
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Beautifully captured, Kim.
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Thank you, Sherry!
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I love the dew drop form of your poem and how you describe the beginning of the day. This is truly gorgeous.
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Thanks Toni!
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A beautiful moment beautifully recorded, in both verse and photo.
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Thank you, Rosemary.
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Excellent. 😎🥀😎🥀😎🥀
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