two faces of winter
negative Fahrenheit temps
the sun shining bright
two faces of winter
negative Fahrenheit temps
the sun shining bright

the trees in winter
charcoal etchings on paper
new paths in the mind

safe within thick shrubs
the twittering of sparrows
not caring who hears
on the same corner
where the homeless panhandles
gulls hang in the wind
a passing moment
the glory of a red sun
poured onto the world
some reflect and some absorb
a few are even transformed