Let your words Light

Let your words be Light,
Reaching, even on cold days,
Into Life’s Snowbound heart.

The onset of Fall’s migratory cries

Elusive like the memory of a dream,
Like invisible currents hiding in plain sight,
Or autumn leaves under white frost,
Is life.
And its inscrutability makes the nearness of you
Feel like a solid wing refusing to ascend
With the onset of Fall’s migratory cries.