Fragility - the melting...

Snow covered tree

barren of leaves

a backyard in February

lay quiet – frozen -

shadowed with blue gray

afternoon light -

an empty bird feeder swings musically

in the breeze.

Through a glass door

a view of this moment

glistens – a snowflake in the brilliant light,

a picture of life’s fragility –

before your kisses or darkness.

Before an earthquake, or the phone rings,

or the answer yes arrives,  or a plane lands -

before the smile I know – or the dark eyes look,

or the off hand broken silence of caring

takes the place of individual attention.

The moment before anything

you might imagine – wonderful

might – happen.

This is the melting of fragility into joy

accepting love as a gift -

and the beauty of the dissappearance of icicles.

J.E. Dorsey - for LDN - Valentine's Day 02.14.10 - Rev. 10.30.10