She hides.
Wants to surprise
Under the snow
of privacy.
Spontaneously
unobstructed
nature prepares…
Will old yesterday
brown and grey
clothes
become nowadays
quintessence/
zest
if tuned in new
frequency…
The best-
look within,
adjust to
5D see/set
view.
Pause. Reminisce.
As days continue
Snow melts.
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ReplyDeleteI am an unabashed snow lover myself. Lovely poem :)
ReplyDeleteSnow can melt and never come back, I'll be happy at my shack
ReplyDeleteA refreshing mix of images filtered through with your words..
ReplyDeleteThank you
5D...wow...my senses are expanding....smiles...
ReplyDeletei want snow!!!!!!!!!!
promise of Spring, lovely; hope is the greatest animation; have a nice Monday
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Such an interesting approach to a theme. I find your terse lines really deliver a potent message.
ReplyDeleteGood work here with the metaphor--especially those last lines.
ReplyDeleteClever and telling write - Ienjoyed this... With best wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
ReplyDeleteI especially like your close ~
ReplyDelete"under the snow of privacy" love that...
ReplyDeleteI like that question. Will old yesterdays morph into something lovely? It seems we are able to do that when we adjust our lenses. Nice write!
ReplyDeleteAs the snow melts and the heads of little flowers poke through, will we get a new lease of life too? Yes I think so.
ReplyDeleteIt might just be, Sadly it can be stifled by the melting snow that reveals what shouldn't be. Nicely humbird!
ReplyDeleteHank