winter blossoms
in the seven directions
showing us the way

old neighborhood oak
purple winter sky dreaming
of a new day

Each moment
A perfect snowflake
Melting

Leaning in,
listening to the snow
fall

Under heavy clouds
Snowfall spins its magic
In the melting night

Edge of two worlds
Feather-light glances before
Winging away

yellow streamers
breaking through the colossal
debris of winter

Rooted strong and deep
Leaning into boundless sky
Glad for winter light

Storm after storm
the plucky spider rebuilds
hammock and home

In the midst
of the old, making ready
for the new
