Morning’s fiery callDecember 26, 2018Share this:FacebookTwitterPinterestLinkedInWe heed morning’s fiery callfrom soil to the sky;the day when spirits risein blessings to all.Dark, then, becomes light;loud becomes quiet;chaos becomes peace;cold becomes warmth.Whisper winter’s truths,oh Driftless sunrise;bring joy to landwhere sorrows have dwelled.— Reflections of a late-December sunrise in Trempealeau County’s Driftless Areaphotograph and poem by Scott Schultz
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