Winter Hymn

Rains and morning dark
softly soak the city.
In the mountains
forests rest white
and unperturbed.
Snow laden trees,
streets washed clean,
a timeless hymnal
open to the sky
in the deep throated
song of winter.

 

 

photograph by Patrick Orleman


 


9 Responses to “Winter Hymn”

  1. David Banner says:

    It is indeed a deep-throated song…one that sings of stillness and deep connection……

  2. Maybe it’s because I’m still carrying some Imbolc energy, but this poem speaks to me of enduring, persisting through hardship — all in the presence of austere beauty of winter.

    Beautiful work, Don

  3. Tom Figel says:

    Thanks, Don. I also appreciate how it raises and soothes the spirit of our sensitive Maryland friend.

  4. Elizabeth Nunn says:

    This reminds me of how the cycle of Seasons pay homage to the divine.
    Rhythms of life also. Songs of praise are everywhere if we but see them.

  5. David Barnes says:

    Thank you for this fine little gem Don. Today, my whole body mind feels like a timeless hymnal open on the altar at the heart of the world.

  6. Bill Dare says:

    Thanks Don… Love the simple direct Beauty in your reflection.

  7. Veronica Lim says:

    Absolutely beautiful, Don! What a deep sense of peace this hymn of winter conveys. Thank you.

  8. Pichay says:

    Soundlessness at the continental divide only interrupted by the squeak of my boots in the dry snow that saves itself to bless the lands below it. And, in due season, for the ground hog saw no shadow.

  9. Sandy Brown Jensen says:

    A lovely little lyric. You should ask Nancy Rose to set it to music…

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