<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519947" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lines In The Sky</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Laying on my back in a wild wooded area<br>Late November, amid an early dusk, <br>A few clouds chase the sun<br>Into the West.<br>Looking upward and around<br>Strange and mingled forms do I see, <br>Blending with and deviding apart<br>Each and every dark coursed tree.<br>All is so still and serene <br>With not even a splinter of sound; <br>Though senses tell<br>Something very real is residing<br>Upon this ephemeral scene... <br>A much deeper meaning <br>Simply awaiting to be found.<br>Beauty and mystery a mix <br>An inspired, almost eerie sight<br>One seldom seen, less often noticed, <br>And only by those who so search<br>On the very edge of a cold winter night.<br>Like black boney arms and fingers <br>Reaching down from the sky <br>Those destitute illusions<br>That both live and die! <br>Coming down with enigmatic riddles to speak<br>The kind seldom dared by souls to seek.<br>In them the flames of heaven and hell<br>Burn so close to each other <br>Almost as if to show<br>Once upon a time all were natural brothers. <br>Light and shadow in this world coinside<br>And coexist, <br>Both contemplation and action<br>Are means of grace that none should resist.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life, like lines aglow in an ever darkening sky, <br>Like the free wind beginning to fly, <br>Stands continuously at the very edge, <br>A tenebrous silhouette drawn by light<br>Aching to break the tight grip of night....... <br>For even in the dark death of winter <br>The fragile branch still holds the living bud of eternal spring, <br>Only awaiting the all new life<br>That the returning sun -someday- shall bring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'When you are close to nature you can listen to the voice of God. ' - Hermann Hesse</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Smoky+Hoss">Smoky Hoss</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519947" data-title="Lines In The Sky de Smoky Hoss" data-description="Laying on my back in a wild wooded area Late November, amid an early dusk, A few clouds chase the sun Into the West. Looking upward and around Strange and mingled forms do I see, Blending with and deviding apart Each and every dark coursed tree...."></div> </div> </div>

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