Mindset In The.Wooded Night

New, to me.... This calming home A cottage far from the worries I carried Like bricks on my back, so long, So now, left behind...brilliant And beautiful the snow tonight Although Spring stepped in to take center stage An understudy ushered back into the wings Winter waits for her just applause I wait for him, now happily Braided rugs, brushed back hair A vase of bright blooms on our table Yes, our table Teacups for two, while one waits, The other winds up his spools of solitude Soon to join, in the arms of pine trees Their days to paint with slower strokes Free to breath in serene air What was broken, stronger What was trouble, triumph What is hers, now can be shared as his Blankets, bedding, breakfast, bending branches Woven into a tiara, crowning their quieted habitat Where sleeping cats and a faithful hound Complete their cozy corner, tucked away, in trust Such beauty and beginnings here... Age has disappeared, leaving no forwarding address Sweet return to dreams I used to call my own Awakened by the promise of peaceful nights Beside the red barn, beneath the moon Surrounded by the sound of stillness Come and lay your shoulders near mine And feel the opening of our story