Saturday, January 14, 2012

this

this day i ran along a snow-covered trail through woods and marshland
the sun danced soft and warm
through the trees
and so like fingers
traced tender echoes
of the summer
across my face

4 comments:

Reya Mellicker said...

Such a beautiful pink lens flare ... Brother Sun loves you so much, Steven.

Valerianna said...

ooo, wonderful image. I think of you always rolling, guess you lumber, too?

Pauline said...

Came for my daily dose of Steven-isms. Now, despite the frigid temps, i will think of summer echoes as I hike the woods today.

The Weaver of Grass said...

We have had a day like that here today too steven - my running days are long over but I had a nice walk.