Oh, winter
How I have complained of your cold breezes
with low heavy clouds
How I have detested your presence leaving
the branches bare
The brown
The death
The stillness
Oh, winter,
May I make amends to you for my lack of
compassion in your process
May I be forgiven by you for my confused
understanding of what you define
The soft
The grand
The gift
Oh, winter,
Now I understand your reprieve from the
obtrusive light that produces
Now I appreciate your need for the
moments between that allow rest
The deep
The dark
The internal
Oh, winter
Below the surface, you are making something
from what was
Below the surface, you are preparing something
for what will be
The next
The light
The bloom
Oh, winter
I see your beauty and delight in the blanket
you have laid down
I see your magic breathe deeper daring to feel
your icy fingers
Bathe in brown
Rest in dark
Know the internal
Oh, winter
I am aware that you come to show me the
way of life
I am aware that you come to guide me in the
way of nurture
The clear
The quiet
The hope
Oh, winter
As each breath leaves a cloud of crystalline
I send you my gratitude
As each thought prepares for what will be
I prove my devotion