Winter's Walk. Poem by Michael Cochrane
Winter's Walk.
I walked out on a winter morning, no footsteps lay before me, a majestic heron was fishing near the icy riverside bank. The snow hung on everything shimmering crystalline beauty in a dazzling light. The silence was broken by flying geese flying overhead. Such moments of solitude restore your soul.
Michael Cochrane © 2023
Wednesday, October 18, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,fishing,light,silence,snow,solitude,winter
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