Welcome February.....for most in the Mid-west we awoke to yet another snow covered landscape, with more to come it appears tomorrow.....today I thought I'd give you something different....
Enjoy "White", a poem inspired by just such a morning as I looked out my patio doors at the winter wonderland one winter morning.
White
The snow falls, subtly winter arrives,
Pelting stillness surrounds.
The snow falls, a fresh blanket of pure
White pervades the twinkle less sky.
Diamonds glisten in the moonless night,
Beauty encompasses the orb on which life is sustained.
Sleep is interrupted by a quietness so loud
It beckons us to attend.
Such a miracle need not be announced.
Bleak no longer lusts for a season.
It is sustained only by our need for rest.
The snow falls, and peace, that sanguine
Reality, enthralls creation like a newborn's arrival;
A welcome talisman of a time that stands still,
A time of childlike wonder.
The snow falls, a soft hand caresses the globe,
White.
(This and other Allen James poems can be found in his book, "From the Heart: prose and poetry from the depths of life" at www.lulu.com/spotlight/allenjames1961 both in paperback and as an immediate download ebook.)
Keep looking up. : ) AJ
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