Thursday, August 29, 2013

Morning Mist - a poem

painting by Claude Monet



Early morning mist



Melts above the water



The light,  just beginning to enter



Between the cracks of trees



Entrenches upon the lake



Just as the light enters the mind



Slowly, at first, it seeps



Through the cracks of despair



From the black, midnight hue



To form a milky, purple color



At last, the morning rises




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