Fallen snow

Let the leaves gather in the garden

the falling snow, surround the home.

May peace bring solitude,

as one contemplates the beginning without an end.

Share happy moments with all those gathered, 

the light of which shines down. 

On a grey day the rays of sunshine break the mundane,

leaving trails behind, these are the paths we choose to follow.

Raised by Wolves

take shelter from the gathering storm

we wait for it to pass

but we know in our hearts

fear prevails

as our surroundings darken

a path is found within

to lead us away to safety

what remains 

cannot be unbroken

like a child

fragile to begin with

then as strength returns

so shall we find in ourselves

the depth of courage

against disparity 

and awaken a truth

a burden of which we carry