how still
the winter landscape
I whisper the Psalms

Ellen Grace Olinger
how still
the winter landscape
I whisper the Psalms
view at my desk
blue jay visits
the birch tree
small steps
one day at a time
sparrows in the yard
window in my study
trees and sky
through the seasons
and years
the view changes
and yet the same
more to learn
and a place to read
and rest