This morning, I awoke again to the light of the moon, and the shadows of the trees. Although I tried to take a picture, my storage was full. As I was perusing pictures to delete, I came across three images/poems that tugged at my heart. Then I remembered a picture shared in early March from a fellow blogger Lisa Kincer and photographer Dave Weatherwax– from the midwest, after the storms…
The Protector
Awakening to stillness
one winter’s morn,
dusk escaping – daylight dawns…
Majestic limbs loom in the light
erect and tall, braving the night.
Harrowing sorrows, sin and strife,
battling and protecting innocent life
The Author's Purpose 
Very powerful and stark. Thank you for the trip.
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Your poem is wonderful, Laurie. I love the title and the metaphor it evokes. Such beauty and strength in the starkness of bare trees against the winter sky. I wrote about them in a December post you might like. http://alicenine.net/haiku_haiga_tanka/
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It’s amazing how some images stir up so much in us. So powerful. Thanks, Laurie.
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Such description! I’m always envious of people like you…poets who make it look so effortless! Well done!
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I love this phrase – “dusk escaping – daylight dawns…” That time of morning where everything seems magical.
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I love how images can spring board us into writing! Thanks for this post!
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Your words are amazing just like you and the blessed mother and her maternal covering is an image for today 🙏🤲🙌🤝
PRESS ON MY SISTA🌈🙏🤲🙌🤝LOVE YA LORI💗💞💥💣
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