Inside Crystalline Walls

Encased within a crystalline  structure

Translucent 

Worlds untouched – unknown

The Late Winter Garden

Diminutive in stature

Hidden beneath leaves and snow

Breaking free from Gaia’s icy grip hoping to bask in sol’s warming rays

Sun and color collide

 

Splashes of Color in an Otherwise Neutral Landscape

Winter –

If there is snow we see a season of white

Otherwise we see shades of brown and gray

But walk slowly and look closely

and you will see colors of spring and summer

One Winter’s Day

I stood alone amongst swaying trees

Groaning,  creaking bark rubbing against bark, branches entwined cracking

A cold, damp wind permeated my soul

I sought refuge with the Dreamer…

and realized I had not been the only one

I pulled my scarf tighter around my neck and clutched my coat hoping to keep the cold at bay

Even on frozen days the garden’s beauty shines through

The garden is a refuge,  not only for me but also for those who prowl its paths after dark

Frozen

What was once a liquid is now a solid

It wraps itself around all it touches

Freezing as it follows paths dictated by gravity

Almost invisible to human sight small imperfections glisten like encrusted crystals

As warmth creeps back into the valleys what is first an almost imperceptible sound becomes louder as the melting ice releases itself from branches and berries and crashes to the forest floor