Distant Thunder Rolls

Distant thunder rolls

Over the winter garden

Birds take flight in turn

Expectant twigs swell

Desire does not wait for spring

Longer days birth buds

The rains come pounding

But they cannot extinguish

The light compounding

While living with death

Listen to the ancestors

Look to the mountains

Don’t abandon hope

Nor the fire of fellowship

Flowers come in time

Seasons will change you

Become the calm and the storm

You will survive this

You are the dancer

In the dour winter garden

Roll like thunder, roll.