“Time stopped, for Joy’s gaze”, a poem by Linda Willows
How quiet has stilled all the slopes and the streets,
as nature has taken these days in it’s keep.
Thunderous snow and winds do blow
with awe we witness the winter’s show.
God did shake the clouds last night
and fill them all with sparkles of white.
He gathered the air and sent it in gusts,
like ripples in an ocean -His waves in sky thrusts.
Out of my window I marvel, I gaze-
all is a white kingdom in shimmering haze.
Covered are all of our blunders and grays;
Life for these moments carved like time stopped for joy’s gaze.
© 2016 Linda Willows
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