Friday, February 17, 2012

away


they arrive and they leave
so like the beginnings and endings
of everything

a glimmer

a song sung and left to rise all on its own into the night sky
never to be seen or heard again
somehow emptying
into the fullness of a settling day
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12 comments:

  1. The Weaver of GrassFebruary 17, 2012 at 3:49 AM

    Beautiful words Steven. Not sure whether to fall in love with the sky photograph or the lovely snowy twigs - maybe shall choose both.

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  2. UnknownFebruary 17, 2012 at 9:17 AM

    The snow keeps coming followed by the rains which keep dissolving it. We have had no accumulations this year, but lots of precipitation, enough not to worry. Jo posted a similar sunset last evening on facebook. It reminded me of "Golden slumbers fill your eyes, smiles await you when you rise". Thanks for sharing your own golden atmosphere, dear friend.

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  3. R. Burnett BakerFebruary 17, 2012 at 10:37 AM

    I want to believe that they are indeed seen again, evaporated, then returning to continue this mysterious universal journey....

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  4. ND MitchellFebruary 17, 2012 at 12:02 PM

    The line "a glimmer" for me, sums up the very tantalising nature of skylines. A window into something much bigger than us. Beautiful words as ever.
    David

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  5. FrikoFebruary 17, 2012 at 3:16 PM

    lovely skies.

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  6. AnonymousFebruary 17, 2012 at 7:40 PM

    "emptying
    into the fullness of a settling day"...love that idea...!

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  7. stevenFebruary 17, 2012 at 8:07 PM

    weaver- fall in lvoe with everything . . it's all there to love and be loved!!! steven

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  8. stevenFebruary 17, 2012 at 8:08 PM

    linda the positive about our none-winter has been that i get to bike every day but four . . . the downside - this was the winter i wanted to learn to cross-country ski all over again !!! steven

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  9. stevenFebruary 17, 2012 at 8:09 PM

    rick - i want to believe that also . . . .steven

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  10. stevenFebruary 17, 2012 at 8:10 PM

    nd m, so much of the natural world is like a door or a window for me . . . into something so much simpler and greater than itself . . . .steven

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  11. stevenFebruary 17, 2012 at 8:13 PM

    friko - i love when the skies open out like a freshly gessoed canvas and get painted by the sun . . . steven

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  12. stevenFebruary 17, 2012 at 8:13 PM

    sandra - thankyou for your peppering of comments across my recent postings!!! steven

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