Winter's Wait
She waited...
Her red garment lay beneath...
feeding the Earth.
Naked, she stood...
Arms outstretched...
seeking, yearning.
seeking, yearning.
She waited...
Stripped of color, vulnerable to cold...
Waiting! Waiting in Hope for her new covering.
Her tears left little sparkling droplets
dangling in the sun...
Prisms of color decorated her limbs...
Birds rested a moment before taking flight...
Onlookers marveled at her luminous appearance!
Winter arrived... drifting it's whiteness 'round...
Moonlight gently caressed the radiant silhouette...
Shadowy tentacles spread upon the lavender snows' floor
Imitating roots sinking deeply...
nourishing... nurturing new growth.
She stood tall...
Heedfully....expectantly...trustfully... enfolded in God...
Awaiting in silence...
To be born again through her Daughters!
Jean Mahan assa
12-05 2008
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