Ever-Increasing Light

Bonnie Saul Wilks

Winter Forged

I have never seen

anything as striking as

the winter-forged, black

filigree of tree,

curled as wrought iron

and delicate as lace,

standing stark

against a sapphire,

cloudless morning sky.

Bonnie Saul Wilks

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