Wrested Wind and Waves
Winter’s Icy Grasp
Time is fleeting - a whisper of a breeze
softly blows and softens the furrows
between my brows. Worries fall away
like intricate snowflakes shimmying across
the sky in a perfectly choreographed dance.
The chill of wintry air calls me out -
a door opens from a once solitary chasm.
Frigid staccato breaths, puffs of white smoke rise.
A dismal existence in subtle shades of gray
over my shoulder, outside of plain view.
Ahead a pale, warm, effusive light cascades
and envelops me through and through.
Urges me onward emboldened to face each day
with a steely resolve and brave countenance.
A certain stillness, waterfall of emotions flow downstream.
Copyright © J. L. Smyth April 2, 2023
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J. L. Smyth believes we can be inspired by all that is around us. Looking through the lens of faith, Smyth recognizes there are many opportunities to grow, to become stronger, and to enkindle courage. Hence, the challenge exists to transpose how she views life and weave its intricacies into the written word. Through fiction, non-fiction, and poetry, Smyth is a scribe writing upon the tablet that is life.
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