Winter Sun

Bright the sun,
Streaming through glass,
Wind piercing and cold.

Warm, her song,
Vibrant and rasping.
Breaks through my daydreams,
Beckons me into her world.

Warm and bright –
My world takes an upturn!
Mood lifts, then
Suddenly,
Life is more inviting…

Mood is fragile,
A precarious butterfly,
Flitting on the breeze
Like a snowflake in the sun.

Bright the sun,
Streaming through glass,
Wind piercing and cold.