Saturday, 21 December 2013

Winter Solstice...

To welcome Winter, here is a beautiful poem...

The Sky is Low, The clouds are Mean

The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
A travelling flake of snow 
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.

A narrow wind complains all day
How some one treated him;
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught 
Without her diadem.

Emily Dickinson


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