winter’s sun

December 12, 2015

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brushes the lake –

gilding

stilled waters with 

pearled hues

 

 

 

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suspended

December 12, 2015

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suspended

above the surface

colors blaze, then fade

like sparks

from a campfire

as the white time

draws near

 

suspended

over mirroring depths

chill winds approach,

fingering

leaves from branches,

their stories grown cold

 

suspended 

emotions fray, strung

on filaments, tossed

by winds of worry

– where will

they land? in whose

hands are they secure? 

 

suspended 

I long to let go,  to be

lifted

into the clarity of blue skies,

at rest with the clouds