Notes on a March Day
Eyes squint as the crusted snow glistens;
Sunlight radiates kaleidoscopic
reflections.
The spectacle spans across the
horizon -
Monumental beauty, only temporary,
until trodden by human feet.
Picturesque sun and shadows are
augumented -
A reflection of winter wonder that
may, tomorrow, no longer be.
Joan Adams Burchell
(copyright)
