When Winter breaks out
that special palette;
the one with glimmer and shine,
Out I trek.
No thoughts to
health or self.
There is Magic to be
CAPTURED.
Quick!
It will be gone.
One too many sunbeams,
clouds parting for
extra seconds,
the magic kingdom
disappears.
I hurry.
To capture worlds trapped
within frozen droplets,
To see the cross
between snow
and frost.
(don't breathe~~all will melt~~this is not the real world)
And find a star
in leaf debris.
Autumn ashes made beautiful again
by this frozen
kiss.
Photos captured
as diamonds dance
in the frigid air.
I am in
Fairy-Land.
And all will pass.....
.....too fast.
Blink.
It is gone.
I dance in the diamond-glitter,
let the shards of
frigid
fall on my face.
And quickly retreat.
Magic only lasts
so long.
This post first appeared on El Milagro Studio: Little Miracles Of Art, please read the originial post: here
