Golden Eggs and Harps
(Triple Tetractys)
It
happened
so quickly
I was amazed.
The fog lifted, to reveal a painting
like an artist's imagined fairy tale.
A sea of cloud
supporting
a new
world.
Peaks,
valleys,
and forests,
in the heavens.
I found myself looking for the beanstalk!
Copyright © Nigel Fawcett | Year Posted 2008
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