Winter Morning (Poem)

2Q==This piece was featured in my published anthology,
Product of the Storm.

 


-Sheets of glory are the clouds this morning

-And, like a lake’s iciness, God has spread them to perfection with his thumb, so cosmic.

-Their hazy veil of a background sets the sun to a fuzz, and the slow march of the stratus alters the holy rays as they see fit.

-These rays….Oh these rays!

-They’ll escape through any crack or sliver they can find, to shed warmth and impress every creature to a name.

-A three-birded silhouette is the only interruption of the radiance.

-I do not mind at all. 

-Old Man’s chill still, indeed, will possess its firm frost grip on our beings but, for unknown reasons, chose to alleviate the vice this day.

-For, so humid and sweet is the breeze, in its brief gust, which temporarily whiff me to Eden. 


2Q==This piece was featured in my published anthology,
Product of the Storm.

 

 

 


From the Soul,

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