Driftwood
December 1st Daily Special
Driftwood
Nestled high atop snow capped mountains
Where her rustic log cabin rests
She becomes one with her role in nature
And begins her spiritual quest.
She dances within the quiet
Amidst whispers of falling snow
In rhythm with humming winds
A phoenix, burning embers below.
Willowy limbs now clothed in icicles
Held captive by Winter’s hue
Provides her nourishment to the breath of Spring
And her shade below skies of blue.
The charming rustic diner with paw prints lining the snow, depict a cozy feeling where what her dog wants is a forever home.
With the lure of the restless ocean
And waves hugging frozen white sands
She sits softly on barren driftwood
Grasping freedom by the hand.
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