Refining the World within the White
Refining the world within the white
Still and silent, light, ardent, and vibrant
The sparkles and shines illuminated the ground
From which they placed themselves one by one
The textures of white within the skies
Dancing downwards eagerly lightly dusting the ground
All within order one by one, but yet within a cadence
Perhaps a harmony or an accumulation within a white array
Yet ever so soft and silent and gentle came there presence
Refining the world within the white
Still and silent, light, ardent, and vibrant
The sparkles and shines illuminated the ground
From which they placed themselves one bye one
Perhaps this was a dance or a subtle song in concert
As the trees seemed to extend an allowance
The grounds left no despair and pleasantly accepted
For this was an array of whiteness in grace
Yet ever so soft and silent and gentle came there attendance
Refining the world within the white
Still and silent, light, ardent, and vibrant
The sparkles and shines illuminated the ground
As they placed themselves within an orchestration
~ All one by one, yes indeed they were refining ever so softly within an orchestration the world within the white. ~
~ jgs ~
Now the temperant winds
Shall cast there call
When the birds fly low
And sing their songs
Maybe for a few days
If not more
The lands shall be painted
in hues of green
Seasons of Joy
Of What
It is
A sparkling vibrant gentleness lovely write :)
ReplyDeletethe joyful feel of spring, great
ReplyDeletebeautiful...seasons .of Music :)
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ReplyDeleteStill and silent, light, ardent, and vibrant" ... waiting time for being painted in green. I like the contrast of the silence of the winter with the explosion of nature in spring. Beautiful! Jack. Have a nice weekend, my friend. :) Besos
"Dancing downwards eagerly lightly dusting the ground
ReplyDeleteAll within order one by one, but yet within a cadence
Perhaps a harmony or an accumulation within a white array
Yet ever so soft and silent and gentle came there presence"
Beautiful poem Jack ... The lines above, especially, speak volumes to me.
Thank you Frani and all it was a repost.
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