I
Some times
in winter’s dark moments I forget
Beauty is just
a breath
a way.
II
It’s as simple as
walking out to
walking in to
calm and a
safe respite.
III
Morning sun
glistening on snowflakes.
Infinite possibilities for
joy.
The birds agree.
Katharine Weinmann, MSW
attending to the inner life to live and lead with kindess, clarity and wisdom
Katharine Weinmann, MSW 
Your poem is so beautiful. Yesterday I walked by the river with bright sunshine reflected off water, ice and snow. The birds sang so happily, they bought me out of my revere into the moment and into the beauty. Thank you for reminding me to ‘be’ there.
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Nice to know, you, too, had a beautiful Sunday.
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