winter morning chill
Devon’s gleam in Venus’s belt
joy melts the heart
winter morning chill
Devon’s gleam in Venus’s belt
joy melts the heart
lying in still grass
missing the sway of tree limbs
soon will be gone
humans close up shop
to celebrate the new year
nature opens now
driven by purpose
i spend all of my days
pedaling the wheel
after the ice melts
roads flood with red and white streams
undammed frustration