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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