Yesterday was one of those gorgeous, crisp, sunny winter days that fill the soul with hope. As I went for one of my walks I couldn’t help but feel grateful for the blessings of good weather and wrote a little poem, as I do, on my return.

Bountiful

To feel impromptu winter sun aglow upon my cheeks

Invites my thinking to let go, allows my soul to speak

The hopeful hue of seaside-blue that paints the sky with lightness

Allows my system to renew and tap into its rightness

Be not enticed by your device, inhale the season’s presents

Pure paradise, each precious slice of nature’s subtle essence

It’s when we step outside we grow into what we most seek

approves impromptu winter sun aglow upon my cheeks