Buried 'neath the woodland snow
Where ice can't reach and winds don't blow...

Trail of tears reflecting 'cross the painted...
Thunder mountain echoes a Sedona lullaby...

"This is the day which the Lord hath made we...
Through fingers sifting grains of sand...

Pity brown pelican
Dead in the nest...

If I knew the last I saw you
Was the last time that we'd share...

Mother light your lantern
For your child has lost his way...

Looking to heaven, moonlight, stars
For who we were and who we are...

Icy winter slumber
Sap still in my veins...

How ironic the barren field in Winter
Prevailing winds scattering bluebirds...

His and Hers Suits
Wrinkle cascade where her heart used to be...

Restless robin scattering Spring
Bones of air, wind blown wings...

Gather ye lilies, Spring daffodils
Tie them up all in a spray...