Evening Promise
The clouds held their breath
not daring to ripple hushed water
as blue velvet spilled across sky
and me.
The inky black of night
captured tall pine soldiers
and threatened to spread its void
deep within.
Yet a ribbon of promise
stretched wide and said,
“Hold my glory tight
‘til I return.”
I grasped for the pledge
of a dawn not seen
and vowed to treasure
the bonded word.
With its flame sequestered
in my heart and sealed by faith
I dared to turn and enter
another night.
Dear Readers,
Please forgive my absence. I’ve been away from Morningjoy’s Blog for some time. My rest is over and I’m happy to return with a fresh look and new content. I hope you enjoy it.
Karen
Morningjoy's Weblog 
Welcome back Karen.
What a beauty. Captured just in the right moment. -Which was short I persume.
Thank you, Carsten. You presume correctly. After the sun drops below the horizon nightfall comes quickly.
Welcome back!
Thanks, Lee. Good to hear from you.
Welcome back! And a very Happy Thanksgiving to you!
Beautiful photograph… and welcome back, been a long time
Thank you Kathy and Nigel. I have missed my blogging friends.
This photograph is phenomenal. My visits to Florida have obviously been to all the wrong places. The poem is well done too. After the glory are we ready to enter night? I’m not sure, but I certainly believe you will be given this post.
Oh, then you must revisit Florida. Try the back country paths. That’s where the treasure lies. Thank you for your comment and your wish. Joy comes in the morning.