Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
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a squirrel runs
across frosty evening
on a plain of white
carrying a cosy warmth
i would love to have
light greyish coat
impeecably patched
and stitched for the season

time runs across space
mindless as a clock which
has forgotten to crawl
everywhere the trees gently
whisper sweet nothings
and cavort away the evening
baring skeletons and bones to
the heavens to swear their love

snow falls like mannas onto
a million stretched hands
that grovel to receive every
trace of divine providence

breathless, breathless
the white glides and bounces
in an evening that holds onto
everything like forgotten time

by John Tiong ChungHoo

Theodora Steinbrueck-Onken (11/9/2007 3:37:00 AM)
I like it a lot, i really do! Theo