Feathered Wisps on a Winter Day

Feathery wisps of vapor mist
streak across the cerulean painted sky.
Their dainty tracings of light
enchant the naked eye.

Below ~ the sea reflects the sky
from a distance ~ reflecting ~ as a perfect mirror.
Both so vast and so isolated
meeting in eternity across the horizon.

[c] 1999 by Rosemary Winters Tracey


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