Thursday, January 20, 2011

A Winter Song

In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.

Albert Camus
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It allows the trees to sleep and dream of leaves, squirrels and birds.

It gives the squirrels an unblocked sight to help them remember where they buried their provisions.

It gives the tiny birds of the north a season away from the bitter Arctic winds.

It wraps the twigs and wires in bright and glistening rain drops.

It holds up the branches of evergreens to boldly catch the strong whiteness.

It brings out the heavy gear to push and stomp.

It allows the child to slide and sled.

It pastes the fallen leaves into the Spring's mosaic.

It makes the kitchen an even more welcome place.

It stores up its history in icicles.

It records the commerce of the beasts in foot prints.

It touches the cheek with cool kisses.

It brightens the moon and beclouds the sun.

It redefines the landscape.

It brings people together.

DB
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WINTER QUESTION
(This is not a contest)

What was the most significant event that happened in 2010?

dbdacoba@aol.com

Only 3 responses so far

I await your answer.
DB
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Here's a quick one, if you read this far.
Something happened on August 28, 888 that didn't happen again until February 2, 2000. What was it?

5 comments:

Sue said...

Dear Dana, Thanks I needed that.

Sue

Sage Ravenwood said...

Love the Albert Camus poetry. The most significant event of 2010 for me was penning my third book (which sadly I'm still in revision with). (Hugs)Indigo

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

I too tried to think of some ways to be thankful for winter today. It is very cold here. Hope you are keeping warm and well.

Jon said...

What wonderfully warm and beautiful thoughts for an endlessly cold winter!

pacifica62 said...

These are very nice and a very idyllic look at winter. It does have its' moments of coziness, but try telling that to someone digging their way out of a mound of snow and ice, having to drive on bad roads, or trying to stay warm. But I like this and find it a very thoughtful and appreciative look at winter.