Who Am I?

Colorado Springs, Colorado, United States
There are a thousand complexities to who I am, what I love, and the life I live. What matters is this: I am a tiny person loved infinitely by a massive God. This is His story.

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

Winter

[Also original...your conscience knows it. :)]

The world puts on a silver gown,
Smoothes her hair, and goes to town.
Her placid face in milky white
Shines back at stars that light the night.
A hush falls, and no man can tell
Just how she casts her slumber spell;
But yet we know that for a while,
We've deep sleep and a peaceful smile.
She takes our hand and plays her game
To lead us close to hearth and flame;
There we gaze from windowsill--
She's at her quiet mischief still.
All nature is enchanted now;
She curtsies and we all must bow.
Sparkling eyes and muted smirk--
We wonder what surprises lurk
As while we sleep, she softly treads
To bring a blow to sleeping dead.
We reel in shock, for who had seen
That such would come from our good queen?
And still, she laughs, for what revenge
Can face her from the race of men?
Hear! Laugh falters and her smile fades
As she begins to melt away.
This beauty, no longer supreme,
Surrenders now to greener things.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I am speechless, Jay! How do you do it? haha. Gosh. Such a perfect picture I have in my head at the moment. =)