One Winter Night

A leaf covered by snow,
a moonlight in winter
and tears in the stillness of the night.

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About Virgilio Gavia

Interests: poetry, photography, writing (prose and poetry), walking/hiking, reading (non-fiction and books of poetry) drinking coffee and herbal teas, camping, fishing, contemplating, solitude, silence, traveling, faded jeans, meaningful conversation, wabi-sabi, haiku, tanka, Jazz, Classical, oldies, all the books of Thomas Merton, Joseph Campbell, Thomas Moore, John O'Donohue, Mary Oliver, David Whyte, Mark Strand, ancient Chinese and Japanese poets, The Bible, spirituality, philosophy, psychology, sociology, history, humanities and the arts.
This entry was posted in Connection, Contemplation, Deeper Truth, Inner Knowing, Inner Life, Knowing, memories, Remembrance, Ruminations, sentimentalism, Silence, Stillness. Bookmark the permalink.

8 Responses to One Winter Night

  1. Teri says:

    The tender leaf beneath a layer of snow, and a liquid moonlight of emotions, wintering, in their season.
    Peace to you Virgilio.

    • thanks, Teri, for the wonderful poetic words…dealing with the paradox of life is an endless exercise and it requires being vulnerable, having an open heart, sustaining an inner fortitude…it is a mystery…and yet it is what moves the cycle of life…

  2. Nomzi Kumalo says:

    A beautiful tender poem. 🙂

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