Sunday, December 25, 2011

Angel

Something is there, just
like a quiet night, present,
an open pause, the almost reached,
yet through us, a current
of music, a gentle Christmas morning
where we stand barefoot, in sudden
robes of indecipherable light.

6 comments:

  1. Beautiful! I love "sudden
    robes of undecipherable light."

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  2. 'indecipherable', dear Lorna!

    I shouldn't start with such a minor quibble, though, as this is — as always — a small masterpiece. I love the atmosphere you create with such apparent ease.

    Oh! (re-reading) it's just beautiful, and sends the authentic shiver up my spine — the one by which Robert Frost said we recognise true poetry.

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  3. Gorgeous imagery and allusion. One of my favorites today!

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  4. This is SO beautiful, Lorna!! Makes me well up inside!

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  5. Greetings: Excellent Blog.

    Happy Happy New Year.

    Best Wishes for the year of 2012…

    Your contribution is always welcome!

    Lots of blessings and cheers sending your way.

    See you soon.

    xoxox

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