Although we have storms, and melt, and wind, and rain….the outside work still goes on.
The transient cool morning air, bright as crystal’s some mornings
Frigid, shadowed and mysterious at night
The rain streaming through thick and gray clouds changes the earth from white to deep dark brown.
Then the glow of chilly blue skies filled our minds with sunshine
Until a breeze, more like wind,
comes up and whirls the falling snow into a twirling madness
Then the light is gray and secretive. Filling our world with silence.
From my world to your heart,