reaching toward us they may be offering help or asking for it
with unbroken snow hiding what’s beneath, is it field or frozen lake?
frozen in winter the waterway has become a delicious path
you can see the line where differences collide best heed its warning
on certain mornings nature decides we need to relearn how to walk
the long shadow cast in the midday sun provides a new perspective
huddled together backs turned toward winter’s wrath protected from harm
small tracks in the snow are a reminder of who we share our lives with
when the mind wanders we allow ourselves to see things as they could be
it’s almost as if nature cannot help herself; she must make beauty
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