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Granite outcroppings sparkle like gems
Leading the eye to a neatly-hidden village
In the shadow of distant purple mountains,
And beyond to higher peaks snow-capped.
Over all the pastoral scene grayish clouds
Suggest winter is riding on a white mount
The slightest hint of a dying sun rests atop
Sharpest peaks daring darkness to fall.
She will not surrender until her shadows
Move across the bleak brown barrenness
And across the thatched homes lighting
Candles in the dusk of a family suppertime.
Notice now the tiny fence posts separating
The far pasture where no sheep now graze
Until spring bids them visit for a season
To forage among sparkling gems of granite.

written October 18, 2021
[This piece describes a breath-taking
screen saver, courtesy of Windstream.]

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