Frosted stanzas
crunch under snow boots...

I bequeath thee my sanity
thy gulf I strike in reechy mood...

You drowned my image
and captured the cerulean ocean...

The almond ornaments wrinkle under my hand
as I caress our fertile flower so strong and...

The day mourned as if every tree base
was a rueful cry that became softened...

My cross feels much heavier
than any weight I've pulled before...

Life is an unfinished composition
a trembling earthquake of dissonances...

I take for him the auburn leaves
basking in premature mists of December...

You taught me how to
climb a ladder into the sky...

Our Lord,
You have a grander star for us, your children...

The wooden house crumbles
underneath the weight of misery...

Crystal balls saunter
sapphire snow angels turn...