Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Waiting For Winter

Right now I crave the quiet days that brings along with winds that sweep the streets clean of life.

What wonders lies in cold times, the ground gets bright like the moon in the night sky, and during those times when the moon shines, she tends to brew up a gloomy atmosphere for all to bathe in and all to sleep through.

Those peaceful times!
Those peaceful times!

Poem by Ralgy Cepeda



16 comments:

EJ said...

Such a beautiful poem!

Anonymous said...

Loved the poem. And if no one is sick and having to get out in bad weather, I can enjoy winter. There is something comforting in having a warm house, plenty of good food, a cozy blanket, and a good book.

Cats~Goats~Quotes said...

Came by to say HI and hope you and yours had a nice Thanksgiving!
Happy Saturday!
~ Noah

Kay said...

This is lovely. Quiet times when everybody is safe and at peace are beautiful indeed.

RHYTHM AND RHYME said...

A beautiful poem Margaret.

Thanks for the link, haven't had time to try it as my music on my blog is playing up and try as I might find it difficult to find out what is wrong,

Take care.
Yvonne.

Anonymous said...

Hi Margaret, I hope you had a nice birthday and Thanksgiving. As much as I gripe about the cold, dreary winter months,I actually do enjoy them. It means no working in the yard and no cutting the lawn (a couple of acres). It's a nice quiet time to relish the down time of the year. :)

romance-of-roses said...

Oh how I love to read poetry, this one is so pretty. Thank you. We have visited about 6 or 7 of the old missions before my husband had his stroke, now we won't be able to see the rest of them. Hugs...Lu

Becky said...

What a nice poem even though I'm not looking forward to winter this year. There is so much to do here, and I get tired thinking about it. Sorry to sound so down. Take care Margaret.
HUGS.
B.

Arti said...

Beautiful words, so soothing just like the cold air of winter...
Winter has just started here too, its pleasant weather.
Have a fabulous week ahead Margaret:)

DeniseinVA said...

Good morning Margaret, thank you for this lovely poem and I hope you have a wonderful day today.

Linda said...

That's a beautiful poem.

Winter has surely arrived here even though the calendar still says Autumn. It's very cold in the single digits here this morning with the wind. Supposed to warm up to the 40s though and at least it's sunny today.

I could do without the snow (except on Christmas Eve & Day, or whenever I'm off work and don't have to drive in it) but I also crave winter because I need that season of downtime - away from all of the yard work.

Hope you have a beautiful day,
Linda

Anonymous said...

Gordon, Ohio, the blog I am working on and you recently commented on, is an old town. Founded in 1848 and platted by the looks of the 1975 plat map I have.

Joseph Pulikotil said...

Hello Margaret,

I am not at all surprised that you are craving for quietness. We all had a very busy schedule all our lives and now a time has come that we desperately need peace, calmness and tranquility in our lives. We had been quiet busy taking care of our family and we forgot to enjoy quietness. Yes, we should look forward to a peaceful life without any care or worries and live with our thoughts both good and bad.

I enjoyed the poem. Sometimes when I want to get away from the turbulence of life, I just pray and automatically everything falls into place and I feel serene.

Wish you all the best,
Joseph

Kay said...

This is such a beautiful poem, Margaret. It makes me remember those lovely winter days and nights in Illinois. I'm sending you lots of aloha from the middle of the Pacific.

Becky said...

LOVE this poem Margaret.
I don't like the winters like I used to when I was younger, but there is nothing so beautiful and peaceful as snow falling quietly on a cold winter's night.
B.

World of Animals, Inc said...

This poem that you shared is just so lovely. We love the winter with all the holiday fun we have. Thanks for the share. Have a great day.
World of Animals

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