2.12.2013

the transfusion

anticipating the morning light
i awoke to find a world of white
all the trees draped and dusted
useless limbs i once trusted
buried deep beneath the snow
signs of life i used to know
tired, trudging through the deep
worrying sorrow is all i'll reap
when my lash a lone flake caught
i pondered what winter wrought
for brown unfurls a banner of bold
and gray skies give way to gold
even amidst the blustery swirls
sparkles dance in loops and curls
though the winter may tarry long
spring will arrive; i'll finish strong
encouraged, emboldened, strong, warm
for there is beauty in the storm

-rcp 2.12.13


9 comments:

  1. wow you're good. love you.

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  2. beautiful picture of hope, love the last line
    -Beth

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  3. Love you. You have a beautiful way with words.

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    1. you're too sweet. love you too.

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  4. Thanks, Rae. Sigh.

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