Gentle nature enjoys stripping. Winter <br />Clears trees, leaving leafless crystaline lace, <br />Baring exposed branches to glittering space <br /> <br />We, through film-hooded eyes, gauzily shroud <br />Our intent. Claritys' gifts are uncounted. <br />Valuable glassy-bright motives beclouded. <br /> <br />Afraid of exposing our 'I', deftly, we <br />Allow translucent frosting no melt. Simply <br />Trusting, we, like trees, will love transparency.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/let-in-lovelight/
