Matthew on Nostr: What glory On this winter morning Rising with a ruby light Out into the golden hills ...

What glory
On this winter morning
Rising with a ruby light
Out into the golden hills
I go.
Geese are calling from the lake
And silver gulls squabble
In the new dressed meadow.
There's a frost on the road
Glinting diamonds at the sun
Lighting my way with magic
And the music of the season
Is in my head
This rosy glow
Brings hope
The still air
Peace
The music
Love.
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