Even in winter I hear your Voice.
Cold
Stark
Barren
But signs of life,
Tracks in the snow.
Even winter can be healing,
Not just in hibernation
But wide awake freshness
Nipping at my cheeks
Even the winter wind whispers your Name.
Looking out across the woods,
Nothing hinders, nothing hidden,
My gaze widens.
My soul stretches out,
Breathes deep,
Welcomes Life.
Even in winter.
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