
snow arrives in the morning
quieting the landscape with a monotonous sigh
the hush unbroken even by raucous black crows
winter’s offering given without expectation
a brief pause in time and space
for whatever asks to be held close or let go
opportunity so take it
let what needs settle into fallow ground
pass upwards into scudding clouds
grief joy tears laughter all equal
this season I bury unforeseen woes in the hard frozen dirt
send unexpected happiness to spread with the icy flakes
wrap kindness found in common encounters
around me as a blanket
warm in the mournful hours of night


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