A Winter Walk

A Winter Walk The evening winds Almost to close And I must venture Out the door. My winter walk A daily muse A cold brisk night of New fresh snow, Pull on my boots and Out I go. My single steps upon the snow Repeat to mind A child long ago. Amazed enlightened all with awe Crystal glistens low and tall Lowly bent the graceful limbs Praising earth in humble wind. Silence……but a single flake Makes its way upon my face. I walk in rarest wonder Silent darkness glows Mesmerizing every breath Forgetting all my woes. For this is earth A heavenly place It’s meant for us and free So I must take my winter walk And celebrate the eve. Jeralynn B. Clark