At night, soft mercies fall to kiss you;
As you awake and begin anew.
Silent snow gathers on limb and rooftop;
A quiet plea to slow the rush – to stop.
An alter call to listen to your heart;
To turn inward, searching every part.
To remember this: Love wins;
Love covers a multitude of sins.
To see the world in soft new light;
Miles of grace-full, endless white.
A place to make fresh tracks;
A chance to carve new paths.
To become a better Lover,
Daughter, Sister, Friend and Mother.
Still, should you fail – as we all do,
Remember; Tomorrow too, is new.
The Simple Palette 