Gazing at Freshly Settled Snow

Like Rembrandt himself, paintings in mastery,

the shelter stands true and deft, while snow so

pure rests succinctly: beautiful, like moments

in your life, creases in time, perfect as a day’s

pass, when the moon moves through the sky,

lit horizons lift each bird, higher then higher

still, aloft and enlightened, we stare in wonder

and shiver at the thought, amazed for minutes

among hours, if ever there was beauty, eternity

is its bride, and our eyes gaze aplomb, leveled

and natural, lost in tranquility for seconds, alive.

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~ by Shawn M. Young on December 14, 2016.

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