THE SHIPS--A POEM BY PATRICK H. BELLRINGER
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THE SHIPS
A Poem by Patrick H. Bellringe
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Snow flakes fall from sunless skies.
Winds blow the shifting, drifting snows of time,
Into dunes like sand washed by ocean waves.
Puffy grey clouds like restless geese,
Flee from the frosty breath of winter,
Leaving long thin trails of coldness in their wake.
The eternal spanse of heaven, opens
To show its unending depths of Light,
As golden streams of Coeleno's rays
Cast long shadows on the driven snow.
Grey cloud forms of lighter hues,
Create domes and discs of startling view,
Of ones and twos and even rows--of an armada.
Hope springs alive in those of knowing
Hearts sing Creation's joyous music,
And inner peace comes softly as the new fallen snow.
(/Written by Patrick H, Bellringer 1996)