Sleep Chose Me
Sleep chose me
To take this walk on crisp leaves
Smothered by frost.
Colors, thread bare faces,
Glassy lattice in sun,
Forming halos for owls
As shade dissolves into moonlight,
Magical stasis.
Linger here in truth,
Alone with feathers of snow
Clinging briefly to crystal,
Blazing its fire,
Sizzling in waves of storm
Like smothered sand bits
On the wild shore
Holding my footing.
The colors dim into food for forest.
I trample the earth into new stone,
Bedrock for soul,
My blossom,
With the will to live
In granite.
©2018 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog
Image: “Building Blocks” digital art ©2018 Martha Harris See Martha’s Artistic Flarings @artisticflarings.blog
Very beautiful.
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Thank you, Nico! My blessings to you and your wife!
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Thank you so much! Peace and blessings to you.
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