I am thankful for Winter White
The White of wet fresh fallen snow;
It blankets my soul with soothing warmth
----As on my way I prayerfully go.
Like icy earth, my soul seeks a blanket
To withstand the wanton Winters of life;
I sense the love of God sustaining me
---Insulating me from rife worldly strife.
Although the wild winds of Nature
May howl and hover around my heart;
My inner soul remains quietly covered
----By the Spirit's pure Winter White.
2013 by DRR