Tuesday, December 08, 2009

nature rests

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under packed snows, nothing grows,
but there is the patience of nature
waiting the first stray beam of light
or breeze warmer than the doomed ice
to awaken the world, one deep breath at a time.
such as it is with all things of life
all things of beauty and the dreams
that are peculiar to the earth spirits
that bind heaven and hope to the ground
and will be rewarded for their magnificence.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

2 observations:

susan sonnen said...

This is a beauty.

5:48 AM
William F. DeVault said...

Thank you, Susan. You opinion means a lot.

12:50 PM

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