a winter poem

I mentioned to you quite a while back that I had written a poem but was quite shy to share. Inspired by the snow we received today and a note from a friend, I'm showing it to you now. I hope you're having nice weekends,


A flurry of house sparrows pulse
outside our kitchen window.
The weaving of branches breathes them in and out.
Out to the feeder,
back to the thick threads.
One junco stays
on the wrist of the ground.
Brown mouse appears from a rock door.

{A miracle they say,
She meets a new breath today.}

The pair of cardinals reminds me,
it is light beyond the shade of a mountain.