gracebabcockwrites:i step out intoan icy landscape.i search the skyfor traces of spring stormsthat...

gracebabcockwrites:

i step out into
an icy landscape.
i search the sky
for traces of 
spring storms
that might pave 
the way for green
to emerge.
the winds are
uncertain
but i’ll take 
uncertainty
as a promise.
as hope.