Monday, January 4, 2010

View From My Window

Gentle sunset kisses Day goodbye on unbroken porcelain snow

Silent sleeping trees watch with ancient eyes, longing for lifeblood of spring.

Rays of blue, orange, and yellow depart unwillingly as black envelops all

Beauty so fleeting, so serene, so magnificent, placating an anxious soul.

"The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands."
Psalm 19:1

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