the colours of winter

the colours of winter

fallen snow, 
it’s winter white,

rolling fog  a grey soft light,

mist on the moor paints  bracken gold,

deep ocean slate

and

white waves cold…

bright sunshine blue the sky above,

snow diamonds sparkle, dream of love,

and

meadow faded  green I see,

dogwood red against the snow,

white on white the birches glow,

pale morning sun alights a tree

and

dew drop pearls bare branches show,
orange winter moon this night,

web of black lace against the light,

a place where tiny snow drops grow…

I walk along, 
my heart does sing

their promise is

‘twill soon be spring…

.

Friend

Friend

you came a stranger,

touched my soul,

you moved my heart,

trod softly there,

and

made it yours,

a space for you and me to share

where

time stood still,

where

I learned you

and

you learned me

a knowing

in a sacred place

where only you and I could be,

a thought,

a glance,

an invitation that we play,

run like the wind to catch a cloud,

a wave to jump, a golden  ray

we would shout our joy out loud,

and I knew you

and

you knew me

 you taught me how to look and see,

side by side we walked our way

and

when at last we had to part

I held you fast,

a last embrace

and

you let go your breath at last,

the space we shared was torn apart,

you softly left

and

broke my heart…

you touched my soul,

you left my friend,

you were no stranger

in the end….