A Day with Wintry Trees

 This poem is from a collection of my 'One Line Poem of the Day' entries from Facebook over the past few winters. I will assemble them here. 

I took this photo in Danbury, Connecticut.

A Day with Wintry Trees

As morning sun 

awakens each snowflake 

adorning bare limbs, 

and trees sigh 

in serenity's brilliance,

one last, gold leaf glistens 

in the snowy shower 

when a brisk wind 

draws its stem from a tree, 

and in this release, 

the leaf tumbles

in a dance of jubilation.

This leaf drifts to the ground, 

and the tree, 

now naked and sparkling 

in the sun's warmth, 

stands tall and ready 

to accept its wintry destiny.

Golden sun illumines 

the end of this day. 

Behind striated clouds 

of pink and orange,

an aqua sky enhances 

the illumination 

as dancing branches rattle,

yielding to the variant wind.

She breathes in the song 

of this winter night 

and surrenders to its peace,

lets the brisk, fresh air

fill her smile, for she sees 

the tiny footprints of animals 

braver than she, 

leading to the tree's hollow. 

Nurtured by the moon’s iridescence 

and a dominion of love,

they snuggle 

within a newly fallen leaf.

Evergreens mingle 

with snow-kissed branches. 

The canopy opens 

to welcome a thousand stars 

spread across the midnight sky, 

and under their distant radiance, 

she whispers, “Humbly, I adore Thee.” 

© Jeanne I. Lakatos