remnants
of a moonlight stroll
hoof prints amidst sparkle
The Two Of Us
you in the tree
me in the house
both navigating winter
February Narcissus
winter gazed
upon her own reflection
in the river
Pastimes
the bench
and bird feeder
play winter’s waiting game
Three Of Them
despite cold
and lack of mud
here is happiness
Open Arms
reaching out
the unconditional embrace
of every season
Peace Outside The Circle
without containment
the symbol’s power
expands
That Branch Of Mathematics
winter is
a mathematician
of sacred geometry
Chasing Blue Skies
up ahead
on the trail
our scouts
On Everything
the wind
she leaves
her cold fingerprints
We Don’t Need Any Mittens
but yes it is
cold enough
for coats
Never Stopping
the sky
crosses the boundary
of forever
Inside The Snow Globe
a dreamy world
with snowflakes
slowly swirling
Blending In
wearing the colors
of your surrounds
your spirit flashes through
Searching For Flowers
in winter
it is the snow
that blooms
Cold Curves
bubbles and froth
in a static state
softness solidified
The Song Of Silence
deep in the woods
on the frozen vernal pond
the music played on
Embracing Mystery
the morning
shrouded
in mystical cold
In The Winter
we walk on water
into the magic
of the green island
Pink Dawn
the magic
of dreams
still within reach
Touched
during the golden hour
divinity
caresses the landscape
Flowers Of Light
like a memory
of summer
magnifying sunlight
Winter’s Enigma
inside the flurry
resides
a particular tranquility
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Water Wanders
still on the move
the brook meanders
through the woods
Repeat Repeat
rain removes snow
then develops into sleet
so goes winter: repeat, repeat
White Shadow
wind blown snow
the storm’s
white shadow lingers
Glinting In The Winter Sun
fresh powder
piles up
everything a-sparkle
Blue Velvet
a gift
of the cold
the sapphire sky
A View Of Winter
iris pods
peer over
the wobbly fence
Drafts
winter wind
whistles through
front and back doors