Grey Day

Morning is silver

Gleaming heavens, silver seas

Silver droplets slice glistening sky


Shivering puddles

Quenching rain on thirsty lands

Silver beads poised, rolling, falling


Whispers of wind

Soft sparkle of receding dreams

Fresh promise shimmering


On far horizon

Blue is rising


Amtoft 2012

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