Why do we rush Winter?

Why do we rush Winter?

Spring is on the
cusp of morning’s endless
horizons and

Winter still dwells
waiting to be
acknowledged.

A landscape
decked in a brilliant
white blanket
layer upon layer
of frothy ice.

Down ‘below’
withheld from the
human eye

Earth breaking open
in song~~~
a dance
being choreographed.

Endless, uncompromising
‘births’ taking place
giving way to life
that no Springtime
could re-create.

Settle in—
Embrace the frigidity
of this season
it may warm you—
yes, this tapestry
of snow.

Snuggle into each
unique ‘flake’—
no two are alike.
Hold onto
the brilliance
until it melts
in your hand
and you hold
a drop

Allowing it to fall
back into the land
to taste its
purest wine.