Forest Walk

Forest walk–crisp night,

Moon reflecting off snow white.

Pure as God’s Angels

Welcoming the virgin birth

Into this diluted world.

So short a time is the beauty unspoiled;

Where footsteps have not yet soiled.

Until man imparts his bloody mark

Corrupting nature’s pristine gift.

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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