QT reflection
As I stepped from slumber, the place is musky dark,
The sky was stuffed with clouds which greeted the dawn;
Still in cold toes I started my day
Uttered praises and thanksgiving to pass on the wind.
Settling dawn, I marveled at above -
Clouds ashen the blue expanse of the sky;
Stripped by the radiance of light, it shed a crimson paint doubling the horizon;
Never have I moved an inch for it might last in a second.
What say I? No word tantamount to its glory
Dried leaves have fallen down from their twigs, scattering across the grassland;
Dust of light sprinkled on the golden field
Like outstretching hands and dripping drops, it rippled outwardly blessing every grain,
A swift cried out to join the rustling wind.
What say I? No word is enough
With an overwhelmed heart I ended in prayer.
Reflections (October 19, 2011)
Edited by Angelina Carpen
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