First Snow

I can still see the path
even though
cold and frozen
has masked its demeanor of grey
softer more alluring in its impression.

For that single flash
all is captured
to still.
Though I cannot remember where I was
or what I was thinking
I drift to moments of before.
Before life felt
so cold
so quiet
so muted.

Winding, crooked.
This path is still there,
though obstacles of distractions
are sealed in icy fate's
glittering temporal reflection.

Framed in this
it is good to be
alone
familiar
to move
toward
warmth that is waiting
behind faded hues
for
after all
the path has not left us.

SadieLu 12/2011

Very well captured, reminds me of Frost...

I want to see snow.....! There's no snow in indonesia...:-(

It is an experience that truly defies imagination. I hope you will get to experience this dream, this hope.

Thank you, Jeff

Thank you, Ted...Frost is a favorite.

Beautiful, Sadie.

Thank you, so wonderful to see you.

lovely job Sadie

Hello Pam, so good to see you, thank you.

Thank you, so kind.

like it:)

I am glad you did.

Oh Sadie, this is so beautiful!!

(((Sadie)))

They say no two are identical,
as we all see just one as its same.
Millions times millions flowing down.
Touching each other, some even joined.
All, falling softly to the ground.
YOU stand out,
distracted from all the rest we see.
So pleasantly an object of our eyes.
I think sometimes if not for YOU,
One could never read all these replies.


Very lightly floating, chilled as you pass our minds,
landing warm and snugged,,in our hearts...

Nicely written Sadie..

Leigh, thank you so very much.

Terry, you have such a way about you, such tenderness encompassing.

Really nice, Sadie. First snow has hit here. It can remind one of other snows.