Snowy Night

White shiny carpet in lumps of sugar-candy shares time with the stars. – – – Photo by Jim Wilce: https://www.pexels.com

New Life

That tree, leafing green dead, gray, ungrown just last fall, chirps forth in new song. – – – Photo by Alexey Demidov: https://www.pexels.com

Not in a hurry, the flurries tumble, wind-borne, up and down and ‘round.

A boot’s free-fall crunch! Swiftly from the evergreen a red cardinal hops.

Time skips like the squirrel tossing through the frosty leaves desperate for acorns. – – – Photo by Kirill Zenin: https://www.pexels.com

The rain laughs and plays like crickets jumping puddles, happy in the storm.

Nice to be wanted, but I have to draw the line at needles with wings.

industrious bee searching for that last flower as the sun goes down

For all their glory words can be but feeble things when they have no soul.

My singular hope the fiery rebuke of God nailed on Innocence.