I Step Again

How truly magnificent is a fresh start

breathing possibilities into our hearts

all the while whispering

quiet and hopeful

change.

How blissful is winter’s first snow fall

to pile these sheets so pure and tall

all the while wishing

gentle and peaceful

progress.

How thankful is the afternoon sun

for restarting after having begun

all the while waltzing

smooth and graceful

steps.

On white snow,

I step again