The Cold Rain and the Wild Wind


The cold rains and wild winds of March, came bursting into the forest

early this year, moving the pine trees, swaying the tall branches,

and yet we know the spring is just waiting to launch

the daffodils and to encourage our hearts

that the earth is born again,

as winter loses its grip

on us.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

Mysteries Held in the Pine Trees of Winter


There are mysteries held in the pine trees of winter, so gentle is the wind,

as branches sway confirming, the healing as we walk along

the ridge. Our spirits yielding, remembering

what we were like so long ago, a spirit free,

and a mystery holding our hearts

in the branches

of the pine trees of winter.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies