Wide and bright
Just the right
Color, the sky’s filled
Puffy clouds build
Paint the world
Colors unfurled
At the farthest edges of the sky
My spirit lifts high
Wide and bright
Just the right
Color, the sky’s filled
Puffy clouds build
Paint the world
Colors unfurled
At the farthest edges of the sky
My spirit lifts high
As the sun shines in
I gaze out in endless awe
At the sparkling snow
I often cough
The whole day through
And even though
It can be tough
I’ll climb a bough
(Its bark, so rough!)
And look out on the snough snow
When thoughts race, wild, in your mind
When a hundred things at once implode
When naught can calm your jumpy nerves
When pain bleeds down and tightens your chest
May I suggest
A cup of tea and a bit of rest
When your heart can rest
In knowledge that it is safe, no matter what comes
In knowledge that it is cared for
In knowledge that another gently cups it in their hands
And in knowledge that that other will never forsake it
That is peace
To whom does the lone tree falling play?
For whom does the ocean thunder sing?
At whom does the far side of the moon smile?
For they do play
They do sing
They do smile
And though it may not be we
Who hears
Who sees
Who senses
There are others in this shared place
When that spirit comes and knocks
I sit in my corner
Ignore
Kick off my socks
Crack open a book
Silence the noise in my head
Find peace in my favorite nook
Lofty adventures often stumble o’er
The darker side of heroes’ violent acts
They use the blood and gore so’s not to bore
The list’ners, but this is a silent tax
As snow falls thick
And the wind howls, eerie
I hear
A song of nature
Singing loud
Proud
True
Fresh snow
Lying on the ground
Eddying around
Sitting soft
Waiting to be stepped in