Photo by Gamaliel Lane Gardner-Masters
The snow falls softly (as do my tears) Mother Earth absorb my fears nurture the youngseed still asleep water, seep deep |
soft they feel silently melting white white the silence calls let them heal my pain... (softly they fall) |
water -- the key that gently releases the inner me & every seedling that would be free into spring |
~~Linda Lee Gardner-Masters