Ellie belfiglio

When I hear this sound that awakens me, intimidating its way into my cloistered night, I write…

A glow Of Beauty



A crystalized limb hangs low on a barren tree,

Yet the moonlight reflects a glow of beauty.

The ever present wind now becomes the enemy.

The limb cries of itself seems unjust.

How can one so fragile withstand such opposition?

I must hold on to hope, for the darkness will pass;

And the morning sun will provide me strength.

Be patient, and the clouds will make way to a new tomorrow.

The limb continues to sway;

Only now notices the warmth of its enemy.

Its weight has lessened, its spirit never broke;

And the limbs hang high again,

Against the sunlight,

Reflecting a glow of beauty!! …



Author: elliebelfiglio

I am a professor, a poet, an author, and an immigrant. I am the survival of many political and economical hardship. As a political immigrant, it took me a long time to master the English language and to come to terms that I can never see my family again. "THE PARTING FROM MY FAMILY WAS THE BEGINNING OF A FRIENDSHIP THAN THE END OF OUR FRIDAYS!" My autobiography, "THE RAIN STOPS IN TEXAS" was published in 1997 by Eakin Press. It can be found in Amazon. As Ernest Hemingway says, write about something you know, most of my novels are about cultural difference of the old and new and American style of living compare to my home country. My poetry are in all forms. I write as they come to me. My first draft is always my last draft. "THIS IS MY WORLD, WELCOME!" "THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE!"

3 thoughts on “A glow Of Beauty

  1. So beautiful. I love this.

  2. Amazing. So realistic. I want a present like this 😅

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