I gaze upon the snow-covered landscape.
Glistening in silvery white in the moon’s waxing glow.
Stillness abounds as I peer through the window.
My warm breath lingers on the panes.
A nighthawk squawks; in the distance a dogs
bark pierces the night resound “gruff!” “gruff!”
the headlights from a passing motorist break the spell.
The gazing has stopped.
cc 12/30/90 Kathy Challis original title, “Feelings”