Happy Thanksgiving

Winter opened its vaults last night,

flinging fistfuls of crystalline

diamonds into the darkening sky.

Like white-tulled ballerinas

dancing gracefully on heaven's stage,

silent stars stood entranced

by their intricate beauty.





Motionless,

I watched each lacy gem

drift softly by my upturned face,

as winter's icy hands guided them gently

on their swirling lazy way,

and blanketed the waiting earth

in cold splendor.


The shivering rustling of reeds,

the restless fingers of the trees snapping in the frosty air,

broke the silent stillness,

as winter quietly pulled up its white coverlet

over the sleepy earth.


A lone eagle, our guardian of the skies,

soared...

and stood watch

over a tired world.