To see the blue of sky in such winters depths
The awe of nature felt
White clouds on the retreat
Is thaw on breast of wind?
The bellowing of winds soften

Is this a light relief
Are clouds reforming
This is a battled dawn
A slight wave of frozen pursuits

Now there is respect for nature
This is no accident 
Blackening out of gestures 
Snowed in fervour  

Frost in translation
Frozen pains of glass are dripping
Choked roads melt
Impeded movement afoot 

Tiptoe around not halting
Luring thaw surfaces
Elaborate shapes and spaces
We respect