In the distance, below the horizon ridge
A honey coated horse is head down grazing;
At rest, firm edged shadow leaning long
Down the gentle February slope.
It is nearly possible to hear the explosions
In the atomic heart workings of the sun –
On a day which balances preciously between
Passing winter and welcome spring…
And Charlotte’s grandchildren are
Taking to the joyful jester-hope skies.
Photo source: http://dkphoto.photoshelter.com/gallery/Spiders-Garden-Crab/G0000PHhyD69UrU4/C000057PyqgyM.nI
