From beyond sky’s huey gloom,
The sun’s rays faintly crash against dispersing clouds.
Winter’s farewell thaws the lake
And the ice above, lazy on the water.
Like leaves come autumn, the trees slowly shed the snow,
Tiny pearls dripping from old, wet boughs,
Onto roads where asphalt is only now beginning to show.
As light forces itself through,
And through branches bare, illuminating naked woods and sights unseen
Or perhaps simply ignored.