that you said
I don’t need to apologize
and yet the urge is still there
again and again
the I’m sorry
even unspoken
hangs in the air
I know I did nothing wrong
but I have to say it again.
I’m sorry. I love you.
Always. All ways.
early morning’s
shining light
crests the hills
turns dark
to bright
starting early
means darkness reigns
then shadows creep
and day begins
I love working on the farm during this time of year and through September. It’s breathtaking to watch the sunlight begin to wash over the fields one increment at a time, warming the earth and rising a faint haze of mist into the air from the dew with each foot that the sunlight overtakes the shadow cast by the hillsides not all that far away.