a cloudless day
just time, the mountain and I
the pond’s edge
the reach of shadows
winter renders a new view
and understanding of the familiar
On the far side of the horizon
summer makes her plans for us.
How glorious the view
from the cathedral that is nature.
The air is as brisk as it is blue.
The work to reach the rise is well worth the view.
An open stretch of sky, grass as soft as velvet
the wandering Connecticut River within reach;
all is well, God is near.
resides right outside my window.