It’s morning again, little hope,
and the world’s drying off with fresh-laundered sunshine.
Life’s face is never the same though we may look at it for all eternity.
~ Kolbein Falkeid
(Morning)
fresh-laundered
It’s morning again, little hope,
and the world’s drying off with fresh-laundered sunshine.
Life’s face is never the same though we may look at it for all eternity.
~ Kolbein Falkeid
(Morning)
What an interesting thought, “fresh-laundered sunshine”….I’ll remember that as I watch the sun rising higher and higher in our morning sky tomorrow. And Monet is one of my favourites too. 🙂
It makes me imagine the sun disappearing at sunset to go through a celestial washing machine and then emerging again at sunrise all fresh and clean, with the morning dew drops dripping from its bath towel. 🙂
And what a gift that life is ever-changing. I think our minds forget this sometimes, the newness of each fresh-laundered moment.
Sometimes I marvel that when we embrace the notion that no moment lasts forever it becomes easier to live fully in each moment we are given.
Fresh laundered sunshine.
Fresh laundered moments.
Fresh laundered living.
yes, Yes, YES!
Yes!!! Hear! Hear! 🙂