Let There Be Snow

Let the white flakes of beautyDance through the airAnd land on the glassIn patterns of delightComplex patternsArtistically uniqueLet them land on my eyelashesReminding me of sledding Down the hills of childhoodLaughing with delightOblivious to the coldLet me catch them on my tongueTasting joyNurturing lifeLet them coat the winter landscapeOf greys and brownsPainting an imageOf pureContinue reading “Let There Be Snow”

Surprise!

Is it truly less beautifulIn March?The flakes are hurtling through the airCovering the land with fullers whiteEach flake a crystalline work of artReady to sacrifice self as it is joins with othersCreating a snowy comforter atop the land.The spring birdsCluster at the feedersLooking for protectionAnd sustenanceOnly their hunger couldCoerce me out on this blustery morningCladContinue reading “Surprise!”