Friday 23 July 2010

Winter... a morning moment

After writing A Leaf recently I wanted to try and build some momentum. So, coffee in hand I sat in the morning winter sunlight, early in the morning and I found something to say. Being surrounded by a beautiful landscape certainly makes it easier though...

Winter
The sun rises late and casts in the morn
A pale gentle blanket that's not quite warm
The crisp winter sunlight over the land
A telltale sign of winter's cold hand

High up above the sharp flickering white
Catching the eyes, a magpie's flight
While life goes on at a much slower pace
It never does pause, does never abate

The Eucalypt's greens will always surround
Guardians watching with never a sound
Save the soft rustle of leaves in the breeze
A nurturing whisper from beautiful trees

With bated breath the world still awaits
The coming of life that spring creates
Not patient perhaps, rather simply resigned
To seasons that turn only in their own time

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