On a frosty (God-breathed) sunlit morning, I found this treasure. It seems as though a poem is hidden here...with words like crystal and molten gold.
My attempt to write a thousand words a day by posting a photo daily.
My attempt to write a thousand words a day by posting a photo daily.
Beautiful. I want to read it :)
ReplyDeleteWaiting for the poem. Does the Refiner use ice as well as fire?
ReplyDeleteThe poem does not need to come from me. I think that this would be right down your line, Elaine. To see something in nature and come up with a lesson or truth in poetry. Have at it!
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