Blustery (Hygge)

blustery out there
but warm in here with my love
welcoming blizzards
(c) Marie Elena Good, 2022
blustery out there
but warm in here with my love
welcoming blizzards
(c) Marie Elena Good, 2022
Photo by Keith R. Good
Sleep came,
but the dreams that accompanied it
were disturbing
and all I could do was pray for peace
as worry for her threatened to devour me.
Disquiet was my life for months
and months
and months.
Then one night I found myself
walking a path of undisturbed snow.
The moon was my only light –
just enough to illumine the path,
glisten against the falling snowflakes,
and reveal the immense evergreen forest.
There was silence,
save the calming crunch
of snow beneath my feet.
I walked the breathtaking beauty all night,
accompanied by One who knows me intimately –
the only One who offers stillness
in the midst of turbulence.
© Marie Elena Good, 2019
“… and he said to the sea, ‘Peace, be still.’ And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.” ~ Mark 4:39
In Bethlehem, did silent snow
fall soft upon a crèche,
that holy night when star aglow
announced God in the Flesh?
Although the chances may be slim
snow graced the Christ child’s birth,
it oft adorns Yule’s art and hymn,
as we fête Peace on Earth.
Perhaps it speaks of Spotless Lamb,
on silent, holy night —
Redeeming Gift of Great I Am,
reflecting Love’s Pure Light.
And though I may project snow dreams
on this most sacred eve,
I honor Babe whose love-light beams –
this One whom I believe.
© Marie Elena Good, 2018
Scarlet graces black
bough and ground below. Silent
snow spills scant and slow.
Once butter-winged finch
faded, flutters. Winter cinched.
Wonder underway.
© Marie Elena Good, 2018