Snow swirls.
Drifting down in dark of morning light.
Drifting down in dark of morning light.
Covering the world with cold softness.
As the snow melts,
Her tears adorn the trees,
Flowing down old leaves.
Trembling on flowers, grass and berries.
Her tears adorn the trees,
Flowing down old leaves.
Trembling on flowers, grass and berries.
Then a bit of precious sunshine, captured.
Her golden tears.
4 comments:
My goodness what beautiful photos! I don't think I've seen golden tears. I like how you captured the snow before the melting.
On mornings such as these, crystalline, aurulent, i can not imagine parting this vale of tears.
What gorgeous pictures and words! I especially like the falling snow in the first picture.
What a beautiful post, and wonderful photos. I love snow!
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