Spring’s Prayer
As Winter’s hush drifts down in silvery light
and frosted breath lifts up in frigid air,
the day surrenders early to the night.
The distant silhouettes of tree limbs bare
cast eerie reveries that don’t belong,
their frozen shadows linger everywhere.
I shiver at the thought of night so long
without the April dreams that keep me warm;
I long to hear the notes of Spring’s sweet song.
God give me strength to weather Winter’s storm
and spread some warmth within this frigid womb,
while waiting for this season to transform,
and once again enjoy the Springtime bloom
as jasmine fills the air with sweet perfume.
December 29, 2025
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