Sunset

when the sun nears the horizon

and

 mountains reflect on an icy lake 

ones breath gentles 

and 

light becomes a healing balm

~

 

icy angel wings 

they were invisible to the ordinary eye

but the lake knew they were there

the wind also

the wind stirred the lake waters

and

sprayed it on the wings

 so that we can see them in the form of ice 

and

tuck their beauty into our heart for ever more

we went to lake McDonald

on the eve of my birthday

lovely to say goodbye to my year with the setting of the sun

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