i watched this afternoon's snow
fall like so many little stars
the sun scattered
and all its light was hidden behind the hills
then there was nothing left
but the rich echoes of you
flowering across the emptiness
of your absence
Saturday, December 10, 2011
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Thinking ' little stars of now' I suppose makes it falling a little more bearable Steven. Good photo of it, too.
thanks weaver - i took the photo through my classroom window yesterday afternoon! steven
So delicate; soft beauty; perfect words.
This poem filled me with delight in the rise and fall of its cadence.
Thank you, as always!
thaks aguja!!! it's the time of year when i miss the sun and light and warmth and all of the small pieces of comfort that disappear when it gets cold and the snow flies!!!! steven
Beautiful, dear friend.
You just my soul soaring back to the mountains.
I agree with Aguja, you fill us with delight Sir S.
Am in Asia, no snow ever touches these parts of Sing and Malaysia, but the way heat sparkles on palm trees delight me all the same :)
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