Tuesday, December 19, 2017

a piece of sky












Oh December your bite & sting!
landing upon skin diamond-white from late afternoon clouds
scarlet-berry-blush flaring
to the snap & blast of crystals falling

cold
it is cold

wind strips the corners of tethered ponies & silver possibility
linen becomes the sky becomes surfaces left exposed to elements harsh & unforgiving
fold inside & fold & fold & fold again to discover . . .
what?

candy-sparkly-peace

become
forgive

capable wholeness / fragility tendered to the ice
peace on earth
bliss to beasts
warmth of heart
to all

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