sparkling reflections upon the mounds of snow
the scamper of a squirrel upon the tall tree
a birdsong clear in the chilled air
this the first day of 2011
its light, its beauty
its knowing of an eternal spring
the squirrel, the bird
in celebration of this moment present
and I in the embrace of what blessings bring.
HAPPY NEW YEAR this day and all days to follow.
Much much love,