Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light,

Purplerays

Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light,
The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all night.
Come, let us gather our nets from the shore and set our catamarans free,
To capture the leaping wealth of the tide, for we are the kings of the sea!

~ Sarojini Naidu

Text & image source: Jana Eid https://www.facebook.com/jana.eid

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Author: dreamweaver333

I love to listen to the whispering of spirit.

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