I awoke to snow this morning –
not much, just a thin, dense blanket.
As I watched, light and warmth thinned it further,
Until it almost disappeared.
Rain returned once again and the white became
a passing thought.
My thanks to Biene for the inspiration that sprang from her
own post this morning.
6 comments:
This is great! We must be hiking along the same trail! Your photo and Haiku match to a tee! Thanks, Anne.
Very nice picture and link. Thanks!
"white became a passing thought"...i love the sentiment...it is just what returning to the coast after the weekend snow felt like
I love these two posts, Morning Song and this one. The last sentence is very beautiful on the thought you posted today.
As she inspired you, you inspire me. And so it goes.
Hugs,
Julie
I woke up to a fresh blanket of snow..the sparkly kind that is a sign that the fairies were out dancing leaving behind a mgical winter wonderland!Peace NG
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