Random Early Morning I awoke early to the dim morning sky barely visible through our stateroom hatch and screen netting to a gentle bob and sway and the soft rhythmic flow of Shannon’s sleeping breath. The feeling of an early morning reflection is looming. A single walking star, visible only against the background that lightened from a deep blue to a powdery sky blue, reminds me of the turning of the world. I watch until it fades into that background, surrounded and overpowered by the reflection of our radiant sun,…
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