Winter

Winter

Where roots grow deep and strong

And life contemplates itself

Within the stillness

Warm breath on frosted glass

Urging time to crawl to its

Next destination

Winter

We pause and take stock

Of the things we have lost

The experiences we have gained

And the wisdom that was gifted

Within the struggle

We become grateful for the internal warmth

The hands we hold

The simple abundance we maintain

The hearts connected to ours

Winter

Where the hope of tomorrow

Springs forth in our hearts

Longing for the sun to shine

The snow to melt

And life to spring forth again

For grey to give way to greens, pinks, yellows, and blues

The earth waking from its slumber

Wiping away the sleep from its eyes

Winter

We take stock of everything internal

Deep calling unto deep

Before we rise and dance again

With life anew