Stepping in the First of the Snow

I took a walk in the first snow.

Barefoot and emptied of what was.

Flakes still falling

Blanketing my self

Reminding me of the blanketed Love existing unconditionally.

From summers heat

And length of the day,

To warmth within

On shortened light of the days.

Simple reminders

Carry me into the darkness of the days,

Emitting Light of hope for self and other encounters.

Stepping in first of the snow, carrying warmth of summers day into the shadows of winter.~Ani Po