i am this day
this day breaking blue sky dotted by carnation pink
snow below
cold
wind soon bracing to greet feathered things alighting here
and there
searching for a miniature moment of hope
i am this day
where shadows have retreated to earth & memory
do our dreams hold the past or the promise?
do our days light with grace or sorrow?
all is here in the first light
all is there in the delighted chittering of a sparrow
be this day
