Sunshine guides me, a welcome friend;
For those rays have hidden too long.
The naked branches brush the wind,
As they sing their tussled song.
Frozen ground, my boots do find;
The stiff grass leads my way.
I taste the air surrounding me
And appreciate this day.
To enter the trees, I follow the path—
So heavily guarded before.
The woods have grown so sparse now,
As they lead me to their core.
There is no set destination;
My mind is now at ease.
I stop to feel the magic
That has hidden in these trees.
The leaves, they may be missing…
But, they’ve allowed the sun to shine—
To dance and shimmer in frosted land,
In only this special time.
Spring will find its way again
And beckon all the green,
But I have had the privilege
To catch the in between.