Monday, February 4, 2008


There's a heavy veil of dreariness
that I see on this winter's day.
A dreariness
that saps all the hope and love I have,
leaving my life no longer gay.
With the bitter coldness
chilling my bones,
while gray clouds hide the sun
and wintry winds sing sad laments
as this new day has begun.
Sadness carpets all the world
as darkness takes its toll.
No vibrant colors can be seen,
for gray is the only color
that has covered everything.
Then all of a sudden,
appearing among the clouds
came a brillant golden ray.
A flying dove from that ray
turned the darkness into light.

C Geri Ahearn
Life's Poetic Journey

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