of gliding across landscapes chockfull of it…
The mountains are full up with an eight foot base of snow,
Snowy stillness is giving way to the sound of water rushing, gurgling, dripping as it dissolves winter’s icy grip.
Birds sing again. First robins. Chickadees too. The ravens are no longer alone.
The quiet glory of snow has given way to the silent wonder of swelling buds
with their reminder that winter’s stark glory will soon be surpassed.
And I am quite lichen the green of it! ( :
How about you?
And he who was seated on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” Also he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.” Rev.21:5
“We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye…and the dead will be raised imperishable, and we shall be changed…” I Cor.15:51,52