The big picture looms
as if it were a thunderhead,
shadowing us all in entirety.
Sometimes it's difficult
to notice the little things
in this dusky light.
But, never stop looking.
Don't give up the fight.
Dawn will come,
and banish the night.
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 8:51 AM UTC
The big picture looms
as if it were a thunderhead,
shadowing us all in entirety.
Sometimes it's difficult
to notice the little things
in this dusky light.
But, never stop looking.
Don't give up the fight.
Dawn will come,
and banish the night.
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