underneath the snow anything is possible but we know what’s there
a winter berry catches the snowfall because it can’t be eaten
the snow on the pine fleeting, will tomorrow be just a memory
the winter blue sky hides the possibility of severe frostbite
wisdom is knowing that it’s cold outside from the frost on the window
the darkest winter days can always be made bright when we make sunshine
the more that i learn the more that i realize how little i know
in the letting go of what we no longer need we make space to breathe
like a tree reaching for the sky; i remember to relax and breathe
modern horizons are only as far away as we have built them