into darkness like a prayer.
Sacred light , sacred night.
Spires of conifer
tower on a gentle horizon.
Opalescence silently lingers
in peach apricot and mauve.
Icicle's hang like stelactite's
from this enchanted cottage
that I stare out of ,into
that other world that I too am a part of.
Makes no difference where I am
inside or out ....I belong just exactly here.
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