
Find the beauty
in curls of smoke
and heathered sky over
sugar-snow frosted trees
In cold so deep
it shimmers in ice crystals
suspended in the air
Find the beauty
in sharings of laughter
and stilted conversation
between estranged family
In aching longing
and hopes near hopeless
and joyful renewal
Find the beauty
in doe-soft brown eyes
carried on spindly legs
through drifts and trees
In open heart and innocence
stubbornly strong and wishful
fighting life’s jaded edge
Find the beauty
in me.
-KJ Roe
