As rushing watersJoyfully escape from the dam aboveThey cross A band of whiteAs they roar over The deep grey shale rockA thick vein of whiteAdds beauty and mysteryTo the shining greyQuartz bands formAs water seeps through slateAnd creates crystals On the walls where fractures occurredI have a deposit of whiteWithin my grey and brownI earnedContinue reading “The Rock and I”
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Surprise!
Is it truly less beautifulIn March?The flakes are hurtling through the airCovering the land with fullers whiteEach flake a crystalline work of artReady to sacrifice self as it is joins with othersCreating a snowy comforter atop the land.The spring birdsCluster at the feedersLooking for protectionAnd sustenanceOnly their hunger couldCoerce me out on this blustery morningCladContinue reading “Surprise!”
Crumbs for the Journey 