Days of winter,
Winds howling cold and bitter,
Birds huddled in trees,
Snow covered mountain top.
Brown dead vegetation,
Much like the hard times,
When you wait with baited breath,
For the warmth and promise of a new tomorrow,
The appearance of death,
At first glance,
But upon keen observation,
Life goes on,
The birds seek out food
The rabbits leave their tracks,
The coyotes sing in the winter night,
Inhale deep,
The cold crisp air,
Feel the wind cutting through your jacket,
Gaze upwards,
Into the cold dark winter night,
See the stars,
Brilliantly shining,
Inhale deep,
The cold crisp air,
Alive, life, even in the winter of things.
(I did not take the photographs displayed here, they are taken from beautiful photos I have found on the internet.