The circle of your lantern patches snow.
Your face is weather beaten by wind's blow.
The safe moon is unreachable by air,
The fall of dark too eloquent to bear.
And yet your light comes on to me, brave friend.
The journey is a picture with no end.
I wonder. Could you use some company?
Warmth goes a long, long way so they tell me.
'The journey is a picture with no end.' An amazing line, Sandra... picture perfect! ! Brian
FREE-FLOWING, IMAGE FILLED PIECE...Nice Write, Sandra! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
sandra, i love the gentle subtlety that your poem always carries.
A befitting caption to a brilliant poem. The journey is a picture with no end. True!
The Journey Is (always) A Picture (of pleasure) , when the picture is imagefully penned by Sandra Fowler! F j R 2009
Alison has said this in her first line, the first word that comes to mind 'Gracious' Truely admirable Love duncan X
There is such a graciousness in the style of your writing Sandra that is unmistakable and such a joy to read. This one shares the warmth of friendship with the snowy moonscape you describe with such eloquence. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
the picture is the picture of never ending circle of life..........and beneath........was the path to wanting and rejection..........a beautiful craft.............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think we all need company on this journey known as life and regret our many losses. This poem is touching and comforting and beyond lovely....how it ever was given under a 10 baffles me....for it deserves ten times ten and than some..Have to believe someone hit the wrong key and didn't check back.....thanks for this delight...........marci.xo