It’s hard to say it’s fun when one’s cold.
When fingers get stiff and they don’t fold.
That time on my bike,
Is not what I like.
Yet, after I thaw-out, I’m still sold.
Looking out and watching as it rains,
Watching water swirl down outside drains.
Pointless to grumble,
Even to mumble.
Weather is described for pains or gains.
Starting out feeling NOT very brave,
Never the start point that I would crave.
One-mile-at-a-time,
On downhill or climb.
To notice the progress each mile gave.
Listening to folks who are very smart,
Who make their life choices from the heart.
The thoughts that they share,
Reveal that they care,
Considering impact from the start.
When looking at ground while it’s snowing,
It’s hard to remember the growing.
It will come to be.
That’s when I will see
Green plantings push through and get going.
A gift that can come with vacation,
Is feeling a heightened sensation,
Of what is around.
The beauty that’s found
In gently observing creation.
The ocean we viewed was quite charming,
The water was really alarming!
It ripped out the sand
From under my stand.
To stay, needed confidence-arming.
I start this task that’s habitual,
Simple, and even instinctual.
I note with surprise,
That here in disguise,
Is something that is now a Ritual.
My birthday had much celebration.
Connections of all variation.
They fill up my heart,
And give me the start,
For my year of great jubilation!
Melt-water is running and I’m thrilled!
I’m naming this movement as “hope-filled”.
Winter end in sight,
With more hours of light.
But cold yet to come is still strong-willed.
When missing some color that brings zest,
Figure out some splash for a home test.
Dazzling your eyes.
A color surprise ,
Color-filled recovery of your “best”.
My “intention phrase; my “prism phrase” for 2022 is
TO NOTICE and APPRECIATE.
So much swirls through my day,
Quickly and sometimes fleeting.