She closes her eyes to the falling snow
as daylight dims
in preparedness for night
the ghostly silence
of each singular flake
amasses to uniformity
upon one another
covering the sleeping earth
under a blanket of promise
like the dove
the crocus sleep
knowing their time
for flight will come
once again
9 comments:
This is so lovely, Reena.
Very pretty :-)
Reena, that is a beautiful image, love it.
We both photographed a bird in winter! The little dove looks so cold. I had a hummingbird!
Did yu write the poem? Lovely.
love this combination of words and image ...
So beautiful. It almost makes me wish I lived farther north where I could enjoy a winter like this, but only almost...
Just waiting it out. I'm under a feather down comforter. I'm here via Tabor.
A beautiful photo and beautiful words!
I'm happy to see your posts...
I really liked this post!!! Very nice words and the image is amazing!! Thanks for sharing:)
Jessi
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