White tapestry

Light as a feather
Light as a feather

white tapestry

white on white
whispering gently
in the night

wind was blowing
from the North
and with it came
the frozen flakes

different sizes
different shapes

– white whiter whitst –

flakes so thick
one cannot see
amidst the frozen tapestry

with golden shades
of rainbow glances
and glittering rays
of sunlight fancy

sparks flying
from a prism
skipping playfully
across the snow

and gentle whispers
all around

– quiet, quieter, quiests –

and suddenly a vibrant silence

robin & mlaure

Light as a feather
Light as a feather

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