Looking out the Window

[Lake]

Looking out the Window

Looking out the window
in January, the morning sky
misty with drizzling snow,
yet you can feel the excitement
of threads of light pushing
through, like stage lighting,
illuminating, focusing, lacing the entire
firmament with all colors of life.
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the trouble with poetry is that it encourages the writing of more poetry -- Billy Collins

[连南河]

Spring coming soon!
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一路雨丝一路风

[William Zhou周道模]

snow is melting

birds are singing

souls are waking

lake is writing
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诗歌是灵魂的歌唱.
周道模

[Lake]

[Rhapsodia]

“Lake is babbling" better than "Lake is battling" anyway.
The smell of spring isn't far from behind the snow of January though.

[白水]

Spring is coming