small fragile virtues
bright candles on earth's altar
we walk on prayers
***
late last night,
dreaming of the arrival of Spring
flowers became candles on the altar of earth.
i went to bed imagining our world
united in holy beauty.
this morning
we woke to an unexpected landscape
of fresh fallen snow.
winter seems so
reluctant to let go.
swimming in your light
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