Tuesday, January 1, 2013

#1a
Snow  reminds me 
something beautiful 
can be dangerous, 
frigid enough
 to stun our souls
if we do not light 
small candles in dark rooms, 
our hearts,
 kindle tender fires
 in our intellect,
igniting blazes
  recognizing 
the face of God
 in the simplest,
softest whisper,
a flake of snow.
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