Poem: Icy James River

a little bit of ice
gives rest to birds.
a quiet winter’s day
brings rest to all

Poem: hope in a bleak winter

even in the coldest of winter
love warms my heart

Meditation Poem Series: #38

I had to meditate in my daughter’s play room, because my room was so cold. For some odd reason, the vent in my room doesn’t work well…so really hot in summers, and cold in winters. I’m just grateful I have a home. 🙂

Meditation Poem #38
every morning is new
so is thoughts rising
and falling

Poem: Cold

i just want to bundle up
and hibernate till summer