My Walk In January

Late January and

I feel her call to be seen

So I go to the park to walk down by the stream

I follow the pathway to the forest

Though it’s quiet there is no unrest

Only peace it seems

And though it’s winter now

Cold with the sun hidden behind the clouds

I still see remnants of the fall

Where I played and laughed aloud

Leaves browned by time blow across the snow and

Acorns poke up through ice

That the squirrels never sowed

And as I watch my breath

Escape into dry air from inside my chest

I smile because there is no sadness here

Amazed because I feared the worst

Depression and reminiscing

From the past I’ve been missing

But instead I’m met with this unexpected thing

Feeling filled with promise of the spring

And all that warmth will bring

And as I watch my feet leave imprints in the snow

I’m eager to see the green of the grass and earth that lay below

I imagine the lightness of summer air

Leaving goosebumps on my skin free the bare

And I’m excited for this new beginning

And all there is to do and see and

I feel gratitude to Mother for beckoning me