Gentle Winter

what is it
about the softness
of this morning's snow
that lifts my heart?
and where is the light
whose glow comes through the clouds
now and then?

how does stepping up the hills
let my soul sink calmly into a place
where God's tenderness holds me close?

why do I feel so happy
to suddenly notice
I am sweating?!

I have no answers
but that is part of my joy
on this January 10th--
hey, we're in double digits--
and how did that happen
so fast and so soon?