"Winters Beauty"

”Winters Beauty”

Last night’s rain

Freezing as cold air hits

Before me the ice forms,

As the rocks are cradled

With that crisp shell

The solidity of the ice

As the icicles form their own covering

The landscape is an aching sight

I listen, I hear, I feel

As The piercing chill of winters

Wind howl, flushing my cheeks.

Exhilarating, as the formations

of my breath

Against the cold air, stillness at rest

Each formation as

fabulous as the next

Even as ice, the luminosity

of frozen water

The wind might blow at any time

touching the contour of the cold ice

Silence has a voice in this

 crisp cold place

The sleeping earth beneath the ice

As if we are frozen in time

The weight of our breath;

As we succumb to winter’s beauty;

Here in God’s place.

Written by Brenda Redmond

January 15, 2011