Morning Light on Dark Days
The days are short, the darkness long.
The cold is sharp and arrogant.
The morning light caresses the lawn,
old leaves blush.
The frost that seemed so confident
shudders and looks for escape.
Beauty smiles a promise
and injects the heart with courage.
(Tomorrow: The Three Wise Stones)
System Humanity 
Very powerful testament to nature.
Thanks, but it’s nature that’s powerful. I just listen.