Wednesday, February 23, 2022

A Moment

 Forest through 

the window

gazed upon 

as upon

sleeping lover--

bewildered

gratitude

at

2 comments:

  1. Paper DreamsMarch 24, 2022 at 3:27 PM

    "Bewildered/gratitude" are apt words for it... This is how I feel stealing silence in the middle of the woods...

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    1. Peter Fergus-MooreMarch 25, 2022 at 12:48 PM

      Thanks for dropping by. We probably know one another but your blog is "anonymous". All the best,

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