zalena ([personal profile] zalena) wrote2011-12-10 06:41 am
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Psalm 121:6

I woke early this morning to the sight of the moon with a bite out of it. The sun rising on one hand, the moon eclipsing on the other. I thought I'd missed it under yesterdays cloud cover. Instead, it came as a surprise, an unexpected reward for (an undesired) early rising.

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