The Morning woke the Day
with cold kisses and embrace
through frost,
snow,
ice,
and she rose elated,
illuminating in shades
of blue,
mauve and purple.
The Mountain dressed in white
gracefully stood
waiting for the Sun
to take in and love her.
The Path through the Forest
cleared the way
for the standing ovation,
the musical enlightenment
for the union
between love and creation.
I attend to the gathering
in awed of the mysticism
witnessing the Divine
taking and joining
this magical wedding
day after day….
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this is so perfectly pristine and enchanting!
Many thanks.
This is beautiful! I love the analogy of a wedding and the beauty of nature as a new day begins in the mountains!
Nature is so inspiring. Thank you, lady!!!
Masterful!
Awwww. Always so sweet. Thank u.
Great!!!
😄
“One of life’s quiet excitements is to stand somewhat apart from yourself and watch yourself softly becoming the author of something beautiful even if it is only a floating ash.”
― Norman Maclean
So beautiful.
So very beautiful, I enjoy anything in relation with snow, photos poems….Your poem does justice to its beauty and magic
Thank you.
How magical, Millie! Love it…
Thank you so much, Melody. Have a wonderful evening.
you paint a lovely union with your words Millie.
I thank you!
You sure have a way with words. I take it the Day wakes up more gracefully than I do. I do not like mornings.
I love mornings. Favorite time of the day.
I like mornings if I went to bed early the night before. Since that never happens though… I would love to be a morning person, but you can’t be both that and a night person and I am intransigently the latter.
I am not a night person. I admire those who are. Have a great day.
Lovely and strong. Also cold and very warm and tender. Excellent writing.
Thank you for your lovely comment and stopping by my site. I appreciate it.