Oh Beauty * Winter

Rosemary cloaked in Ice
your strength is hidden now
beneath the shadow
of translucent light

Frozen Meadowlark
falling prey to the night
can only conceal
what once was life
in its open eye

Grey skies linger
penetrating the earth
and draping the landscape
with misty layers of frosty arms

This beauty holds me ever so gently
in the stillness of the wind
capturing my attention
on the moist ~ crisp ~ atmosphere

breathing in the purity of living particles
I humbly bow to the creator
of this wonder

Lone eagle calls
whistling from above
alone on a winter day
flying low in the currents
surfing the waves
of air