Seasonings Of Sense Poem by Angie M..

Seasonings Of Sense



Black-Capped Chickadee

snug dreams deep in the evergreens
of soft trills and bright berry sap returning
sky-sheets of light
and soon the wind
warm
God resides there.

Black-Capped Chickadee,

long winter days of grey are here
the wind will scratch through cover
prepare
collect enough
stay aware
God resides here.

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