inside
And
out
match the blanket of snow
covering the landscape of the yard.
Making my way quietly
down
the stairs,
quiet feet across the floor
to make the first cup.
Looking out the window
above the faucet-
A surprise.
After two mornings
and days filled with grey skies and snow,
A patch of brilliant blue
through the snow-covered trees.
And hanging like a round plate,
the moon,
whiter than the snow,
swimming in the sky
true blue.
Grateful
to be present
to witness
the beauty
glimpsed from the window
of the
heart
of my home.
