
Photo Credit – Sundog Pictures
Ice painted vistas
mirror the steps we travel
-sundogs touch the ground-cj holm
Photo Credit – Sundog Pictures
Ice painted vistas
mirror the steps we travel
-sundogs touch the ground-cj holm
I am here under sky
That is endless.
I am part of the horizon
That calls to me.
The wind that is blowing
Across the prairie,
Is just one part
Of me.Some may call this land empty,
Pass through and never see
The majesty of tumbling thunder
That is part of life’s journey
Horizon-The long ethereal line
Struck between sky and earth
Framed by God with trees and clouds
Defining what gave us birthAs our souls speed toward prospective
Some will veer while leaving the source
Joyfully reaching to touch the sky.
Be careful to not fail the course.-Clarence Holm
Solitary pine silhouette in sky,
Splitting the dark horizon, anticipating sun.
Morning frost daubs crystal stars
Witnessing dawn’s soft magenta rise.
– Clarence Holm