Dear God, Please can we have one more cold day? (Cuz it was depressing as hell when the last day of winter was hot) Just one more day, That stays cool through morning, afternoon and evening. Just one more beautiful … Continue reading
In the heart of Winter, Are three cold, cold trees. They’ve lost their coats of stealth and lies now, As they lift their naked, atoning branches to the sky, Goosebumps rising up their trunks.
When I look at the trees dancing with the light and curtsying to the wind, I cannot help but think they are so much more alive than the jaded jewels we compare them with. Just a thought.
The winds howl and the rain sobs The striking notes of windchimes can be heard above it all To some, the sound means grief and fear But I like to think that they dance with the storm In ectasy. … Continue reading
‘Tis a wonder That another could love thee When thee does not love herself