A crisp white morning
full of clarity and sharp awareness
coating everything
with a brittle freshness.
A crisp white morning
has breathed wakefulness
into my dull brain and
sharpened my senses.
A crisp white morning
drops dews of quietness
painting cold and winter
on all before it.
A crisp white morning
whispers winter is not over,
the beguiling sun
is not yet heralding spring.
A crisp white morning
has scattered magic everywhere
layering everything
with a coat of shining diamonds.
© 13 Jan 2014
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