Monday, November 30, 2009

Winter Soul

As the winter trees bare their limbs

to receive the blanket of pure white snow,

So my cold winter soul bares itself

before the Lord God

to receive the warm covering of

His Pure and Holy Presence.


  1. Anne,
    This a beautiful analogy. I love the picture too.
    Thanks for sharing!

  2. I echo all the above comments, I loved this poem!

  3. We are thinking a lot alike these days. The Spirit is moving within...I just love this time of year and I love the trees in the winter.