Winter
Winter
by Lois Huey-Heck
Layer upon layer
this
despised / beloved
season
whispers, shouts
and offers wisdom
we’re not sure we want
Lengthening nights and gathering cold
short days and long shadows
shout obscenities of mortality,
of endings and fallow time
Each beautiful bare branch
etched against the sky undeniable,
whispers,
"Don’t shoot the messenger”
Our ancestors
are not only living
talents, experiences, happiness and sufferings within us
not only fully present in the cells of our bodies*
but in this season
they are
just on the other side
of the veil grown so thin
Warm breath on the frozen liquid that is glass
warm finger
spirit-animated flesh and blood and bone
Tracing
Love
*Thich Nhat Hahn
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