I hear the frenetic dance of barren ice laden tree branches
The chilling north wind of this night sounding
The darkened sky luminous with the glowing embrace of a brilliant moon
The distant light fills this chamber and touched am I with its serene splendor
A gossamer veil of snow blowing adrift
And chimes laud the wind in song
This January night.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
and so the echoes of heart, soul, and quest, be heard...
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