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Winnalynn Wood Mar 2021
Touch the stars tarnished with ancient dust
Gaze at the moon, round with the suns love

Of reflections thousands of miles away
As the incandescent comets fly and sway

And the planets hovering still around
Towards the suns rays they chance a bow

In the frigid darkness, silent in space
The stillness frosts the air like the most delicate lace
Winnalynn Wood Mar 2021
Love unrequited, not just a love hidden
Is a flame relentless, flickering and laden
Scorching hearts like piles of wooden
After it’s beginning and the ended
Winnalynn Wood Mar 2021
Isn’t that glimmer visible?
That wonderful sparkle, like a fly to the light
A shining diamond, an alluring sight  

Seeker and seeked and discovered overtly
What fun is its commonality?
Must you spend a two months salary?

But see the gem in the rough
Weighed far less in value
But nonetheless faceted
Judge it harshly shall you?

The trope of the diamond
Has been pried from those eyes
By the multi-facets and spectrums
Of transient angles, translucent drums  
Milky or lustrous, a separate conundrum

Choose the opal, akin to the human soul
Shimmering subtly and brightly
Gently and ever-changed nightly
Like the starriest coals
Trill and hover ever-so lightly

Discovering the treasures in the rough
That others could never trust
They’ll lie in waiting, perhaps turn to dust
Winnalynn Wood Mar 2021
And then I saw among the throws
A thousand summer winds below
Trickling away goes the light,
To bring the autumn in it’s fright.
Frosted and frigid the winter goes
In which the snow gathers in icy globes
Spring comes without dismay
Through the rain and sun it shines away

— The End —