Thursday, September 15, 2011

Untitled poem

The light shining through the darkness
Cutting through the fog
Reminds me that not all things are cloaked in darkness

The cold – near frigid – air is crisp
As if promising to change
To caress the sunlight and warm my insides

The stillness of the morning
The frost on the ground
A serene moment of clarity

~ HLM

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