Peeks Through Clouds

An effort to brighten darkness with gentle humor and loving truth... a desire to discern both love and truth more and more clearly when I gaze toward Glory... and a spirit-name, properly descriptive, unrequested but received, my own.

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Thursday, January 12, 2012

Sleet in the night

I know what happened.
The sky froze solid and,
warped by unrelenting blasts
direct from the shores of Nome,
fractured.
Razor-edged stone-hard
shards of atmosphere
pelted down overnight
and might have shredded us,
had you not been so warm.

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