The Winter Light

How is it so beautiful, winter?
When I look around outside,
I'm reminded how precious the light,
The smiling sun letting me know
The joy in the white of the snow,
And the blessing of time, and open eyes;
How precious the light in this time of year.

 

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<Deleted User> (13516)

Thu 19th Feb 2015 01:21

I love this one in the literal sense, the pure pleasure you can get from any season and just how precious it is, the little bit of light and sun you get in winter..... as well as the more figurative meaning.

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