The Joy of Tomorrow

The snow softens, sharpens.
Enlightens, exposes,
The corners of my mind.

Chilled air rising, cleansing,
Awakening, Relaxing,
Every nerve on end.

Breathing in, breathe out.
Cold warmth.
Nights spend in peaceful rest.

The longest days slowly seep away,
Leaving one thing:
The joy of tomorrow and today.

The season surges forward,
Like a wave of faith,
Consuming all in it's path.

Cities. Countries.
Then the world.
Everything is washed aside:

To remember love.
To remember peace.
To remember the one who saves us all.