{"id":4896,"date":"2013-04-12T11:43:14","date_gmt":"2013-04-12T16:43:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/?p=4896"},"modified":"2013-04-12T17:00:01","modified_gmt":"2013-04-12T22:00:01","slug":"sonnet-10-awake-in-the-snow","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/2013\/04\/12\/sonnet-10-awake-in-the-snow\/","title":{"rendered":"Sonnet #10 – “Awake in the Snow”"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’ll follow you now through the Russian snow.
\nFor I’m afraid of nothing now you’re here.
\nYou’ve whisked away my driving need to know
\nAnd blown a kiss that flies me past my fear.<\/p>\n

I want to see the moonlight fall on you.
\nIt feels like something’s rising from the woods.
\nI live outside in mud and dressed in dew
\nWith feeding flowers blossoming your buds.<\/p>\n

You’re radiating fires below my thought.
\nThe impulse for attention, let it go.
\nYou’re \u00a0jewel even gods have always sought.
\nYour splendor singing silent songs of soul.<\/p>\n

Let’s listen to the music from the stars
\nAnd know by giving up all this is ours.<\/p>\n

\u00a92013 Stephen K. Pickering<\/h5>\n

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