With my soul at peace and my thoughts at rest, standing in this winter wilderness,

I whisper words of heartfelt bliss. Come with me and walk this path.

Together we tread against the freeze, and find the warmth of tender grasp …

… The deepest snows cannot hide the facts. Beneath these layers life holds fast.

Newfound joys spring from bleakest past. Let’s rebuild life from broken dreams,

Where life restarts with each new spring, the snows will melt to feed fresh streams.

~excerpt from “Winter Proposal” by Wayne Hill