The day turned cold and dark. We went to bed.
Our eyes closed on a starry, winter’s night.
Visitors appeared and we were led
Through lost, forgotten, ancient, truer light.
Their messages grew clear with inner sight.
When morning showed the brightness of fresh snow,
Those secrets we uncovered we let go.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Lillian is hosting with the prompt word “visit”.
Photo: “Covered” by the author taken last winter.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 
I like those visitors…(K)
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Me, too! Thank you!
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Enjoyed your different approach to “visitors”. And at 30ºC (which is still mild) the beautiful snow pics you have been posting of late.
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Thanks, Danik! It has not snowed in Chicago yet, but I look forward to that early warm snow that sticks to trees. The rest of the chill of winter I don’t mind skipping past.
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Ah…those visitors who come at night…in our dreams….always the mystery of what did they mean?
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I keep forgetting, but I remember it all being so clear whatever it was. Thanks, Lillian!
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I like the thoughts this inspires, Frank – very nice.
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Thanks, Dan!
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Truly visionary lines.
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Thank you!
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We are headed back to the mainland for Christmas. The kids are praying for a little snow to go with it. Personally, I’d be okay with maybe 1 of our 14 days there having snow 😉 hehe
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A warm snow, good for snow sculptures can be fun, but I prefer spring and autumn to winter. Thank you!
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Oh, yes! I feel the same way.
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I love the spill of this, Frank:
“Through lost, forgotten, ancient, truer light.”
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It is a kind of spill. Thank you, De!
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Somehow I think of Robert Frosts poem reading this… maybe the man with his horse stopping by woods.. decided to stay
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Now that you mention it, it does remind me of that and there is the iambic meter. Thanks, Bjorn!
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Their messages grew clear with inner sight. – such a beautiful verse, allowing yourself to be open to a revelation is very humbling
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It does take humility to be open to whatever. Thank you, Gina!
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Unique Visitors
Each One Equally
Crafted as Crystalline
DeliGHT
Santa’s
Handler
Does Great
WorK iN LiGht..
Go Snow Go
For no
one Will
Ever MaKe you
A Sanity oF sAMe..:)
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I like the idea of doing great work in light and crystalline delight. Thank you, Fred!
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Haha.. SMiLes
mY FriEnd finAlly
Nice again to
Share some
Winter
Weather
with you
Folks far up
in the Shoulders of Chicago..:)
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It’s the thing about dreams -the most beautiful ones leave when morning comes.
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I hope they are still there beyond our awareness. Thank you, Imelda!
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I could feel the warm quiet a first snow brings….welcome until it becomes a hindrance or slush😊
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That first snow is the best and then I look forward to spring. Thank you, Kathy!
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that last line of the poem was my favorite here… uncovered secrets..
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Thank you, Vidyatiru!
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Well written and a compelling piece. The things discovered in dreams forgotten when we awake back to life, winter’s reality.
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Hopefully those forgotten dreams still guide us in some way we are unaware of. Thank you, Amanda!
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I think they do Frank more than we realize. I think that’s what they say dreams are often about, our brains working out our problems. And sometimes I believe we succeed more than we realize.
Cheers 😊
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Lovely poem, with such a peaceful feel.
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Thank you, Merril!
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Aaaw! I just love pictures of snow, Frank. Lovely poem.
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Thank you, Robbie!
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I love that photo, Frank. This is a beautifully magical poem.
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I am glad you liked the photo and poem, Sara!
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