From darkness to light
In winter’s clutch, the world lay still, A canvas painted in shades of chill. The trees stood bare, the skies so gray, Hope seemed far, in disarray. But time moves on, as whispers in the wind, Hint at change, where despair had been pinned. The snow melts away, revealing the ground, A symbol of life, soon to be found. Spring arrives with a gentle embrace, Awakening the earth with its grace....