Ice Storm 

2006 - 14 x 20 - edition of 25 - $350

Ice Storm 

While we, unknowing,

sleep, turn, dream…

our tangled limbs

beneath a heap of quilts,

the world remakes itself.

We wake to see, outside the window

by the bed, each branch,

each slender needle

on each pine

inside a sheath of ice.

The wind in fits and bursts

spits bits of glass

above the lake.

And as we watch

for one brief, stunning moment

the rising sun cracks through

the cover of the sky,

illuminates the woods.

The trees seem made

entirely of light.

We might as easily

have missed this.

I quickly bless the wind

or crows that woke us

in the nick of time.