Season of the Way

Beautiful horizon
In the winters chill
Soft palette of color
Diffusing of my will

Trees are silhouetted
Etched upon the sky
Blue and pink are mixing
Calls souls to unify

Geese of morning honking
Frozen is the ground
Drifts of snow remaining
Barrenness surrounds

Sun of warm arising
Though vision let us pray
Emptiness of calling
In season of the way

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