Find a moment of magic
where the air
meets the sky;
where the light
holds back darkness
and the sun
twirls a ribbon
to the frost
swimming by.
Find a moment of magic;
breathe a lungful
of peace.
Brace your heart
with warm knowing:
There will be light on
all winter
standing sentry
till spring.
Ooh, very timely today as the polar vortex plunges into New York! Lovely words and image, and your post offers us warm hope that this too shall pass.
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🙂 Glad it resonated … may it be so.
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Love this poem. Beautiful and evocative.
xx
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Thank you, Adele … Hugs back!
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