Scripps Sunday- Alaska Edition #26

This morning the sun warmed
my back and made a shadow
for my little boy to run in.
The trees marveled at
their new leaves and breathed out
great sighs of life into the air.
Forgive me. I’ve done nothing
to earn the bounty of this breath.
Sometimes I'm afraid it’s so full
of beauty that it would break me
wide open just to turn around
and receive it.
-James Pearson


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