Cold light sifts through gossamer air.
Cupped within nature's glowing hands,
bathed in shades of argent
silver; silvery white
color,
gentle prayers for tomorrow float
in the quiet perfumed stillness.
Ignoring the harshness that breathes
at their door, instinct replaces
thought as tiny florets seek dreams
of candent
glowing with heat; being at a white heat
possibilities.
I find strength in blossoming hope
as my heart waits for Spring's warm touch.
An entry for Round 15, Winter of "Verdant Poetry Contest"
Prompt: FROST, HIBERNATION, WINTER SOLSTICE, ICICLES, BLIZZARDS, SHORTER DAYS
Line Limit: 40
Line Count: 11
Form: Free Verse in Tetrameter
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