Winter's path carries me,
leads me in
to another realm.
A world of glacial fingers
that spiral above my head
reaching out to embrace one another
in a latticework of brilliance.
Reverence fills the air,
brisk sounds of crackling, crunching,
are subdued by the pillowed banks of snow.
The Earth lies virginal again,
healing itself for another Spring.
Replenishing new life in soundless sleep
hidden from the eyes of Man.
I am swept into her hideaway,
for one brief moment,
a part of the reconciliation
of Earth's grand alliance with God.