
sometimes
the winter months are
more about
dreams
and trying
to find focus
for if one chooses
to see only
the realities
the blues and greys
will be stark
too stark
the climate
will be cold
too cold
the ice
will be dangerous
too dangerous
but if one can see
the sparkle
the possibilities
the beauty
the miraculous

one will thrive

one will grow

one will flourish