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Tranquil Human
by Alison McKenzieWho can comprehend
The rhythm of the snow?
Who can count the prisms
As they land in tandem, scattered
Across field and lot?
Oh, but we do feel it,
Dont we?
The pristine quiet,
A planet of chaos
Buried by tranquility.
Hush now, world,
Sleep and rekindle
Hope and goodness,
Dreams revealed
By our humanity
Forced to rest.
12/21/2008 Posted on 12/21/2008
Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/22/08 at 03:31 AM "A planet of chaos Buried by tranquility." The snow really is an opportunity to slow down, isn't it? I loved that last stanza.
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| Posted by Mary Frances Spencer on 12/23/08 at 07:59 AM I love this! Happy Winter Solstice!!! MFS |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 12/23/08 at 09:17 PM i wish i could see snow and draw from it the things that you do. this helps me see it. |
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