i respect and honour
the very brave
ittle lantern lights
that hold away the dark
hovering
so very like soft eyes
wondering
and so curious
about all the little whisperings
and the wind-hurried goings on
around
and within
the gnarled branches
of the winter-bare trees
3 comments:
I love those little lantern lights in those trees Steven - so beautiful.
little lights- hope- glimmers of such...Love the wind post as well. winds does soften edges of a crisp pokey landscape , it also fuzzes out thoughts and sweeps them away, leaving me , a sock blowing sideways filled with cold air. I am not liking winter much...I am a moaner!An empty blowing freezing moaner!
What a dream-like image.
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