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I don't remember if I was standing or sitting
that morning when I watched the sky turn soft pastel colors.
That was near the river bank,
there in a flat land often flooded and therefore fertile.
At that moment nothing needed to be done.
Time was moving but there was no less of it.
I was alone but not lonely.
Were you there too, Lord?
Was that you I saw,
disguised as eternity?

Photo of the Susquehanna River looking toward Chesapeake Bay.
Photo 2015 and prayer 2016 by Danny N. Schweers

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Comments from readers

Anne wrote:
God's colors -- amazing!

Donna wrote:
This is a stunning pix!

Marina wrote:
I often wonder the unspoken mystery, of not knowing yet knowing. Seeing this, I also ask – how could you not be here?

Craig wrote:
Really nice. Nothing like the soft pastels of blue and pink at dawn and dusk. I see them more at dusk because…well, I like to sleep in….

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