Softly |
Softly and quietly comes the season of hope. Though the calendar tells you to expect it, it will almost always surprise you. You'll go to bed one night to sharp and unrelenting shades of blue and gray and awaken to bright and mellow shades of pink and gold. The light seems different. The world seems different. And you'll know it's arrived, bringing with it peace and love to visit for just a little while. -- Nancy Brister |
There's a golden slant of morning so lovely to behold that, when it comes, the landscapes listen and the shadows hold their breath. -- Emily Dickinson |
Christmas morning and outside the open window, the air is dressed in golden light and awash with angels. -- Richard Wilbur |
Never think of today's morning as the same as yesterday's. See every golden morning as if for the first time, as you would look on a newborn child who has no name. -- Rabindranath Tagore |
This is the season of hope and light and, in honor of this, I will make a special effort to greet each day with love in my heart. -- Og Mandino |
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