Smiles of a Winter Dawn

Moon setting in sunrise glow over the Delaware River at Red Bank Battlefield.

Smiles of a December Dawn

The winter sky is red-suited,
Santa on a flaming chariot,

in almost-light, river spirits dance
and deer leap with a flash of silent white–

if I say leave, the dream goes,
a soul secret–

it is all about perspective,
vast spaces defined in a frame,

within my head, a universe,
and that universe a speck–

see how the moon is merely a smile
beckoning the geese onward?

My message from the Oracle. The photo is from last January, but it was good to see the sun rise today after days of rain and clouds. And I am often aware that my dreams are dreams.

37 thoughts on “Smiles of a Winter Dawn

  1. I love the photo! The lines of your poem that most resonated with me are:

    it is all about perspective,
    vast spaces defined in a frame,

    within my head, a universe,
    and that universe a speck–

    They harken back to the British Romantics for me.

  2. I’m glad you said the photo was from last January – was wondering how your moon is so different to mine. It is a gorgeous photo as are the words accompanying it. Thanks Merril – and to The Oracle

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