A day long ago
I tried my hand at playing
spring’s joyous heart’s strings
***
I played you strong
Celebrating Summer’s Eve
Note’s warmed in moonlight
**
I heard a soft wail
Cry to Fall’s frigid day’s end
awaiting a song
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None left to hear you
Winter’s cold leaves empty score
Notes held fast in ice
Photograph: “”Winter’s Song” L. Moon copyright 2013
Learning to live by the indwelling life of Christ.
Gud skaper noko nytt ved sitt Ord og sin Ande, vi kan ta imot det i tru og få oppleve at han gjer sitt verk med oss. Hans skaparkraft verkar konstuktivt i våre liv og skaper noko som er verdifullt for oss. Naturkreftene verkar nedebrytande, i fylgje entropilova, men Gud er Ånd og det som er født av hans Ande består. Jesu frelsesverk er fullbrakt og fullkome. Han er den siste Adam, som er ifrå himmelen og som for oss har vorte ei livgjevande ånd. Han gjev oss den Heilage Ande frå himmelen av berre nåde. Han gjev oss det evige livet.
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
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penned in moon dust 
Winter’s Song was a winner’s song. I love your work.
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Thanks Caleb – I appreciate your kindness
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Oh those last two lines carry such strong emotions…really enjoyed your poem.
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aww thanks
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“Notes held fast in ice” – now this is brilliance !!!
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