In recognition of Poetry Month, and to celebrate and highlight our treasure trove of Orcas Island poets, Orcas Issues is pleased and honored to again offer daily poetry during April.
NIGHTFALL, WATCHING THE SNOW COME DOWN
— Laurel Rust —
Countless white flakes
drift down from the sky.
I think of the millennia of us
souls drifting down like this, one
by one, to body, to ground,
where we land,
mostly water, and for so brief
a time, if it’s time
that we inhabit.
It may be just snow,
but it’s mesmerizing, full of cold
truth that warms, beautiful souls
everywhere, accumulating.
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beautiful, so beautiful. Thank you, Laurel.
“full of cold / truth” — Yes, and beautiful imagery, too!