WINTER’S DREAM
During the night, the cold
winter wind
Had me under warm quilted
covers
Dreaming of creatures outside
I traveled into the dark
woods
Where the trees moved
together
And huddled for support
Snow glistened next to wild
hooves
And I saw hot breath rise
into the pines
That touched the starry
heaven
The journey moved me slowly
through
Coyote and fox, passing owl
eyes
From branches of hollowed out
trees
Echoing through the frigid
forest dream
Trees whispered that the
sleep was over
And the promise of spring was
near
This morning I awoke to the
sun
Struggling with winter clouds
And searched for inspiration
Through the finest of
flurries
A pink glow on the snowy
mountains
Appeared like divine
revelation
It chased the night’s ice off
the page
Making room for early birds
To bring me my sun-filled
morning
MSW
