Listening Dec31 Soft and still, the silent snow Speaks in icy syllables – Rosy cheeks and tingling toes, Hibernating miracles, Children carving angel’s wings, Jingling sleigh-bells, frozen breath; Holidays and lights on strings, Life in temporary death. Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...
The Art of Communication Nov23 Nature’s brush, with frosty bristles Daubs a crust to coat the thistles, Elevates from plain to glory, Tells a tale, redemption’s story. Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...