By the Winds

serenaded by the chimes that sing
chilled by the cold this night does bring
snow in mounds yet pure, untouched and white
swept by the winds in swirling flight
deep be the blue of the vast sky above
be these the gifts of the Creator's love
high in the deep of blue in vistas far
the brilliant light of a distant star
serenaded by the chimes that sing
chilled by the cold this night does bring.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


By the Winds, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2012.