Saturday, January 3, 2009
Walking in the Winter
Brisk air, brushing my face
Smell of wood burning, fireplace
Fresh, enlivening, wintery evening
I walk, I smile, I breathe, I sing
Crystalline lace of ice and snow
Through dark gray clouds, moon glow
Deer so graceful, running, leaping
Winter is a time for resting, sleeping
While it's here, appreciating
The silence, stillness, patient waiting
Taking time to go deep within
Because soon it will be Spring again
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