Traveler; Winter Night

If the sky is navy and the sun gives off
a lingering bumblebee glow,
when the snow dares to fall but is too shy to stay,
and you start to sense that you’re alone,
with the village distant and you in the desert-

I see how you feel in my soul.

But what do you hear? And what do you cry?
What secrets do you know?


9 thoughts on “Traveler; Winter Night

  1. Loving your poem…

    They say you can’t go home again,
    but if you could, would you want to stay?
    It is not a question of how, but when;
    coming to grips with why you went away.

    Happy New Year, Lydia Rae.

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