morning window – December 17

12.17.2015 (10.18)

mists ghost across

the morning field

like a whisper


birds at the tube

alternate their

flitting in

and away


softly softly they

say to  my



we are a window

to a calmer



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1 Response to morning window – December 17

  1. Chitra Raag says:

    how fresh! how very beautiful! congrats!

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