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Written for:
https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2023/05/04/reenas-xploration-challenge-278/
where the words given weresereneandsun

Nothing, not the soft, serene music,
not the summer afternoon sun,
not the scent of the roses,
could soothe the turmoil in her heart.

Inspired by Moonwashed Musings #141 – Commotion & Reena’s Exploration Challenge #278

red hot commotion
bright orb peaking through the trees
setting or dawning

Clouds are highlighted on the horizon, reflecting the last rays of the sun’s waning light back toward the ground, creating a vivid sky with colors melting as the evening settles in.  Warm yellows, bright reds, burning oranges, are all parts of the setting that attract our eyes and soothe our spirit while generating a calm serene tranquility.  At sunset, the sun is low on the horizon, and the rays of sunlight pass through more air in the atmosphere than they do when the sun is higher in the sky.  Thus, when sunlight passes through more atmosphere, this longer path can be 10 times greater through the atmosphere, so it has many more particles in it that will scatter the light.  Sunlight is composed of all the colors of the rainbow and at sunset, sunlight has travelled through a much thicker amount of atmosphere, causing the blue light that we see…

SERENE SUN

Feel free to use either the image or the words as your muse for the week.

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Fiery hot sun —burns

I cannot look at it

For more than a few seconds

There is a fire raging there

It’s flares extend far and wide

Yet…..

I feel reassurance and serenity

In its raging, burning hot flames

Till the sun burns bright, we’ll live

Without it there will be no life

So at dawn and dusk when it makes

It’s presence know by its light and heat

I inhale a deep breath of gratitude

We will survive another day…….

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In response toRXC # 278, hosted by Reena

#Keepitalive

#RXC

THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from“The Truth”by Natasha Rao:kind, father, read, imagine, tells, patient, alone, proud, world, piano, pages, capable

I couldn’t imagine who I am

Me being in charge of hell

My father who was the real boss

Left me alone in this mess I dwell

Imagine me being in charge

Hell needs me I tell myself

Who the real boss was my father

I read here, hope it runs by itself

In this world there should be a balance

Of heaven and hell realm

My father who was the real boss

I’m not capable, so overwhelm

I want to make my father so proud

I’m one kind of a leader

Who the real boss was my father

I’m just here being his cheerleader*

(c) ladyleemanila 2023

*The ZaniLa Rhyme, a form created byLaura Lamarca, consists 4 lines per stanza.
The rhyme scheme for this…

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #277

“Everyone has that moment I think, the moment when something so momentous happens that it rips your very being into small pieces. And then you have to stop. For a long time, you gather your pieces. And it takes such a very long time, not to fit them back together, but to assemble them in a new way, not necessarily a better way. More, a way you can live with until you know for certain that this piece should go there, and that one there.”
―Kathleen Glasgow,Girl in Pieces

Ego shattered
in thousand pieces
I assembled the pieces all wrong
then life was spent
searching
and
arranging
which piece to put where
but the changed perspective
of enjoying the process of solving of jigsaw Puzzle

of accepting the flaws
made all the differences
few scars here and there
made not so pretty
but
a different 

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #278

PROMPT # 278

Finifugal

I procrastinate

As I hate saying goodbye

You may very well

Brand me as Finifugal

I know it’s unavoidable

Everything has to end one day