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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Friday, May 06, 2016

My eyes alone
see rainbows 
in the frozen grass.
You would have to sit here,
right here, to see them,
and be more than welcome,
but you have gone.

As the redbird comes 
to the feeder,
the sunlight 
melts the frost...
at least outside.

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