Daffodils and Narcissus

This wait for winter

to breathe its lifeless breath

has lasted too long

 

Divine kindness comes in many ways

 

Since then

when

honey bees and butterflies

danced and swayed on daffodils

 

the fjord has frozen

 

Now

dreams leave the snow shrouded memories

and cross to where they may dance and dwell

 

Unlike Narcissus,

they shall not starve to death

admiring their reflection

on this frozen, lifeless stream

Reviews

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. ah, those words resound ... i was waiting for this new incarnation of wisdom ... it is sublime beyond measure ... they won't die ... not ever ... very fine craftsmanship here, wondering mind ... and a very profound sense of the universe ... beautiful ... just beautiful ...