a heavy snow
with the lightest of flakes
thus descends a shroud of cold
Time Tags Light
shadows chase
late afternoon
through the woods
Return
this gathering gray
will return to us
snow white
Faint Light
the woods
hold onto night
and cast it into a dark day
Mystery Of Snow
cloaked in cold
insulated by the thing
from the thing
Three Birch By The Barn Door
these friends
experience, strength and hope
my life’s companions
Candy Stripe Sky
the comfort and care of color
carries us through
the cold night
Landscape Tapestry
time’s shuttle
weaving
branches, reeds, weeds
Which Way?
decisions
in the rafter
made by consensus
Distant Snow
as our weather rises and shifts
winter still holds fast
to the horizon
There It Was
the infinitesimal star
perhaps I didn’t see
but surely I believed
Winter Light
illuminating absences
and the infinite detail
of what is left behind
Singular Ambition
one acorn
waits to grow
a forest
Becoming One
the temperature rises
snow becomes fog
the universe dissolves into itself
Pink Dawn
a sweet
cotton candy
day arrives
Morning Light
the sun’s warming glow
breaks through darkness
and into the cold of woods
The Work Of Faith
grain in the silo
barn full of hay
devotions made each day
Holding Whatever Is Offered
the pasture
empty of cows
filling with snow
Wonderment
sunlight sparkles on water
snowflakes descend to greet it
all kinds and conditions of magic
Indecision
last night’s rain
returned us to November
and snow begins again
A Whitening
the landscape shifts
colors settle underground
now we reside in white’s variety
Railroad
black tracks
cutting through the cold
heading home
Hope’s Devotion
even as
winter’s darkness gathers
color and light persist
Thanksgiving
blessings bestowed
in sunshine and snow
great gratitude for all that is given
Meeting The Sweet By And By
a buoyancy of clouds
above the embers
of the day
The Old Birch Disrobed
time
takes her
seasons dress her
Daybreak
winter’s
cold breath
resting in the valleys
Green Centurions
regiment of pines
establishing the frontline
in the waning autumn light
The Leaves’ Lullaby
a song
made of silence
in the falling hush
Dark Drapes
colors
descended upon us
closing the curtain of night