Somewhere Alone on the Forest Floor

by

Doug Larson

at rest in loam
and quiet earthen smells
I glimpsed a thought
fresh as dewdrop memory
carefully bend a leaf to the ground
raised veins magnified
large in the morning sun
a microscopic vision of a miracle in humble green
contorted under clear water weight
a prism rainbow of refracted enlightenment flashed
in brilliant tutti frutti flavors
and for one singular moment frozen
a snowcone of relativity
time stopped
and all that was left
was God

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Why don't you look at Fire in the Cottage
by: Joyce Hemsley
from: Sunderland, England, UK

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