Now

Night’s blanket has been pulled to reveal a faint light
The Morning call rings out
Demanding that we push our dreams
Aside and attend to the business of living: lunch to make, messages to check, meetings to attend, bills to pay
Bodies move methodically in their daily tasks
Cars are warmed for the daily commute, busses filled
But somewhere between home and the place you will live most of your life there is calm-
A silent ululation
The day reveals a silent gift
The trees have been brushed with frozen water
They glisten like crystal
Setting an etherial glow to an otherwise normal morning

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Posted on March 19, 2013, in Poetry and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a Comment.

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