within the somber silence
the black and white of things
darkness gestates spring
Old Friend
I recognize eternity
by the light of the moon
First Stirrings
seeds slumber while
forced bulbs bloom
in late winter’s light
Standing Side By Side
rooted in the now
the wind
is their breath
How Long the Winter
how deep the snow
how thick the ice
how far the mountains
Shades
undiluted by colors
complexities of grey
emerge and educate
Great Romance
the wind courted snow
and at ten past two
shadow married light