Thursday, November 17, 2011

Cold Gold

The night inhales the billows
That glowered through the day
Tonight they brush earth’s pillow
In whispers silver-gray
But for a little moment
Twixt the daylight and the eve
They parted low-flung shutters
To release a gold-flecked sea
The dull, gray emptiness transformed
As dazzling butterflies
Fell, in a glorious sudden storm
From heaven’s golden eyes

Yes, those were 'snow mountains' in the sky this morning...
(see earlier post, The Dawning)

for a few brief moments the sun broke through and the snow passed through a bar of light
in a rush of gold...


  1. Absolutely beautiful. Nothing is ever as beautiful as mother nature at her finest, is it.

  2. I agree. Not only is God the perfect poet (Browning). He is also the the perfect artist!

  3. Janet ~ your photos are breathtaking!

    Friday morning as I waited with my daughter for the bus, we had fun watching our breath and looking at all the frosty autumn leaves... We still haven't had any snow, but I'm sure we'll have a little before too long...

  4. The snow is gone again, but always threatening...I just happened to glance out the back door and saw a golden flurry. It was breath-taking. Pictures never capture the full reality, but it gives us a little glimpse.

    Enjoy your week-end.


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