on snowy evenings.
The amber fire inside her
She is filled with sympathy;cries out when injustice
sets fire to the world.
She's a subtle understanding,like Braille across the enigma
of wounds in the heart.
And though unseen, her soul is lucid.A poetic ideal
I've always wished
And bright, like cloudson snowy evenings.
The amber light inside her
She is filled with symphony;sings out when justice
takes hold in the world.
She's my one true understanding.A quiet hand reaching for mine
when my head is low, when I need love…
On a snowy evening.
In the amber glow.
(From the book Wilderness & Love)