snow clouds in the sky
not a breath of wind moves
in the winter woods
through the trees
a doorway
blending with the air
i pass through
into a hushed
reverent
place
where treasures
in the form of
water, snow
and dried leaves
form the currency
of a world
caught
within this world
Everything in life is a reflection of something else... I see so much of my own life in all of nature.
ReplyDeleteAll the best treasures are camouflaged in the places we least expect them to be.
Are you taking all these gorgeous photos?
this is a lovely post, there's a lot of magic in winter woodlands,
ReplyDeleteThe last frame has to be of a tiny snow-baby in his nest! How sweet!
ReplyDeletego in peace and celebration.
ReplyDeletehello sixpence - every photograph is taken by me. (if you know anything about cameras this might be of interest to you - i know nothing about cameras!!!) i use an olympus e420. thankyou for your lovely comment. steven
ReplyDeletehello crafty green - i love the woods and fields near my home. they are filled with small and simple magic. i never tire of it. steven
ReplyDeletejinksy - you're a romantic poet through and through!!! steven
ReplyDeletethanks jack!! i try every day! have a peaceful day. steven
ReplyDeleteIt reminds me of my concerns -- where a doe goes to give birth?
ReplyDeleteIn this day and age such places are not easy to find -- food, water, shelter.
I continue to enjoy how you find the extraordinary in the ordinary steven!
ReplyDeleteIn these black. white and gray days of winter, amazing, upon looking closely, how much color is in your pictures. The last is my favorite - mossy green, orange, ocher, burnt sienna, pure white - so many colors on your artist's palette.
ReplyDeleteI love the tree "doorway", which my eyes saw before they found your words.
ReplyDeleteYou take the coolest pictures...no pun intended. Have a great weekend!
I cannot for the life of me decide whether it was the images or the words that took my breath away for a moment in time. Perhaps both.
ReplyDeleteIf you have eyes to see the small wonders of the world, how fortunate you are.
ReplyDeleteYou, dear Steven, are fortunate indeed.
I love your pictures and your words.
The doorway is perfect. Loving your poetry, Steven, both words and pictures.
ReplyDeleteAnother set of incredible photos.
ReplyDeletethankyou ellen - nature does all the work. steven
ReplyDeletehi rachel! when i looked back and saw the doorway i thought "yeah, that makes sense!" steven
ReplyDeletethankyou friko - i feel really fortunate to be able to see these things. steven
ReplyDeletemeri i'm so happy that you enjoyed the pictures and the words!!!! have a lovely evening. steven
ReplyDeletehi abe, happily in my area there's a substantial amount of green space - fields, woodlands and natural areas preserved and protected - deer, coyotes, wolves, bears, rabbits, squirrels . . . well you know the ecology of the eastern woodlands - it all finds a place. steven
ReplyDeletebonnie - thankyou. it's all around us waiting to be celebrated! have a lovely evening. steven
ReplyDeletehope thankyou. i'm very glad you enjoy your visits here. steven
ReplyDeletehi goldenwest - it's the colours i really look for in the wintertime. they aren't gone but they aren't splashy as in the summer. have a lovely west coast evening. steven
ReplyDeleteThese photos are so clear, crystal clear and sharp, luminescent is a word that comes to mind. They shimmer with life and lend themselves so well to your words. Thank you, Steven.
ReplyDeletethankyou elsiabeth. i'm so fortunate to live near such a beautiful place as this. steven
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