Winter Pirouettes
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The winter season comes as a ballerina, one so at home upon the ice. Her chilled winds twist in pirouettes, her earthen branches in pure-white dress. The winter chill invites us inward, toward the calling of our hearts and to feel the warm blood that flows through each and every vein. ‘Tis the season for meditations, for inner reflections, for spiritual growth and touching one’s soul.
dark branches stripped bare
cold and sad, quite unaware
stirrings down below
Copyright © Sara Etgen-Baker | Year Posted 2023
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