Winter nights

Winter nights

thread up days

to weave patterns

of hoarfrost

on your morning windows

Night vision

Winter is something I pilgrim to

When I need to train

My night vision.

You have built for me a nest

You have built for me a nest

With fragments of my regurgitated soul,

A resting place in a dark forest

Refusing to let in the light of day.

The vastness of winter

The vastness of the winter sky

Makes a snowflake out of me,

Resting invisibly on a prayer-bent branch

In a forest crowded with trees.

I have sent my Faith to pasture

I have sent my faith to pasture

In fields of feathered snow.

I have fed my longing dawn lights

Of tomorrows yet to come.

But my hope in humble prayer

Bends with the setting sun,

Too steeply the day is falling,

So thirsty the night has become.

Footprints in new snow

Footprints in new snow
Are like dreams
Leading you back
To your childhood home.

Days full of Eternity

There are days, cold and clear,
So full of eternity,
You can draw constellations
In the snow
And watch them melt
Into an horizon of blue light.

Covered in Dawnlight

I am covered in Dawnlight
My snow boots deeply sunk into the night
And sun melting the icicles in my hair.
I fill my pockets with blue crisp stars
And lift myself into your arms.
But when I try to show you the light in my pockets
You see nothing but the beauty of my skin
Tanned by summer days.
And when I dance, I dance alone
With the moon singing in my thoughts.

Glazed over by winter

Hiding behind your busy words
There is a silence:
A rendering of deep forests covered in snow
And oceans, glazed over by winter,
Where neither swans or magpies
Can reach you.

Togetherness

Keeping warm, in body and soul,
In togetherness.