I would wish this day,
Its singing silence,
To remain untarnished.
Its silver stations
Engraving motions of peace.
Unhurried, unabated
Tidal coolness.
Translucent vessel
Of breezes.
Unholy, unbound,
Unassumingly radiant.
Exhalant vapour,
Winter’s breath.
—-
simonhlilly 
“Unassumingly radiant” … words which glow.
Thank you!
Simon, your words give me goosebumps! Never stop writing please.
And here’s a distinctly unpoetic request (sorry):
If you have time, could you please visit my competition entry and leave a comment:
http://www.expatsblog.com/contests/835/sometimes-its-little-things-that-mean-the-most
Thank you so much.
Thanks for your goosebumps. I will hie to your site anon…..
You’re a gent. Cap duly doffed.