february

wind and weather gods
are singing in the bare trees 
a song of changes 

for my friends

The evil eastern wind 

that cut through flesh and bone

and hurt my soul 

with light so bright 

and merciless

and shadows deep and sharp - 

no room was in those days

for dreams and hope -

the evil wind died down.

warm sun is on my face 

and birds are singing

of love and light

and better days to come

they warm my heart 

and by my loving thoughts 

may they warm yours! 

winter day

This winter morning

Silent, cold and bright

So blue grey white the sky:

Is it expecting snows and storms,

Or sudden raging bursts

of passion by the fireside?

Will sunshine come,

And birdsong,

Or silent clouds of snow?

Will peace be with us,

Or strife and struggle clamour

Through the world?

This winter day

So cold and bright

Has come and gone.

The stars are shining,

And Mars a fiery dot

So far, so far away.