A Winter Peace

I look up to the bare winter branches to see peace in the gray-white winter sky. Rain 

hesitates to fall yet lets go spare drops to dot blue-gray pavement and gray sidewalks.

I look up to the bare winter branches to see peace in the gray winter sky. Cold air hovers quietly. Only a breath away from wind while rose-colouring my cheeks.

I look up to the bare winter branches

to see peace in the gray winter sky.

Even crows sit silently on fence posts 

and high wires in sleek black tuxedos.

I look up to the bare winter branches

To see peace in the gray winter sky.

Soft mounds of faded leaves spread 

and build against broad, gnarled tree roots.

“I pray this winter be gentle and kind ~ 

 a season of rest from the wheel of the mind.”

~ John Geddes,  A Familiar Rain