The Wood in Waiting

Like a lady in waiting

the winter wood shiversIMG_0054_2

in the last days of her exile.

Completely stripped

of her green apparel

her silks and scarves

the summer finest,

she waits

withdrawn, bare, and exposed

colorless in a season of white.IMG_0062_2

But then the light comes

peculiar in its sharpness

a day of rain washed away

the opaque grime

and the lady comes alive

illumined by the light.

Although she is still bare

the light makes her


as she waits

in the hope of Spring.


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