Thursday, November 29, 2012

Winter Setting


Once in a while
a rarity is presented.
A winter's day so still.
It almost seems enchanted.

No movement whatsoever.
Not a bird. Not a leaf of any tree.
The sun quietly shines while the winds rest;
letting not a hint of breeze free.

But the world moves on, unheard;
leaving no sign; no trace.
With everything so still;
only my thoughts race.

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