Sunday, January 24, 2016

O-o-o-o-h and A-a-a-a-h

From fathoms far beyond the way we understand the what and how
The moon climbs up the flight of day to lay its aura on the snow
And we for lack of words are stirred to wonder at its ageless splay
That draws our o-o-o-h-s and a-a-a-a-h-s because we cannot think what else to say

© Janet Martin

Isn't the moon-rise SO grand on winter-blue dusk?


  1. Yes it is grand! I viewed it last night through a clear circle of ice in a skylight overhead and was mesmerized.

    Beautiful photos!

  2. Lovely photographs and lovely words, marvelous nature!


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