Ah, The Sun!
All a radiant sun's facets are revealed
on this pleasantly crisp winter day
as it burns brightly within the ocean-blue
canvass of the sky. Peering through the
forest canopy, past the gaunt, dark trunks and
boughs of naked trees, it rests its rays to
scintillate on every needle of the woodland's
pines, hemlock, firs and spruce, the
evergreens welcoming the comfort of even
the illusion of warmth in an otherwise
wanly-lit landscape. The forest stream,
freed of the ice that held it captured has
rediscovered motion, the sun illuminating
and sparking on its every movement.
The snow layered deep on the forest floor,
shines its icy lacquered top under the
urging of the sun obliquely slanting its
thaw-and-freeze surface. Wildlife pause
to reconsider their altered habitat under the
beaming influence of the disk. A flock of
crows gather silently in a concentration
of flight toward the golden orb.
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Labels:
Poetry
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