our new year dawned onto glittering snow covered fields
and quiet iced landscapes.
Our breath hung in the thin pale pink light
and crunched beneath our feet
as we did our chores in the early morning
of the new year.
ethereal quiet and calm
not even one rustle of the last leaf was heard
just the tinkling of ice crystals
from our breath frozen in mid air.
it's as if this frozen sleepy place
was a stopping and a beginning all at once.
a jumping off place.
where we stand at the edge
and gather ourselves,
getting ready for
a new beginning
for positive changes
and wonderful things to come.
I hang my heart on the hope of it
and wish you all the very best~