Still Wood Poem by Liam ó Comáin
Still Wood
A raven nearby
Non breezed
In the morning light.
Buds unfolding
Forming beauty.
Spring touching the wood
In solitude and silence.
Presenting the Creator
Of it all....
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: raven,solitude,spring
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