The Shining 25 Tuesday Nov 2014 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ Leave a comment The sky is a Limpid indigo tonight. And the moon lends A clear and lucid light. Bright, white, Across the snow, And the trees Appear to shine. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...