The slow embrace of snow
is gone, the world
seeks out the summer
a windblown sculptor's dream
defines the day;
the silence lingers
And trees encased in ice still wait
to contemplate their thawing
How sweet to touch,
to taste the still and sleeping
winter morning
NsB 13-03-03
"Trees"
- Mood:
mellow
Open season on interpretations: Trees
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On the Road...
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