There’s time

Quiet. There will be time

for everything,

as long frost crystals form

through the night,

as iridescent frost melt

shines in morning sun,

and bright green is released from whiteness

as the shadows move

There will be time

for everything to rise into its purpose,

to stretch, luxuriant, in the fulfilling

of what it has always been

and will ever be

There is always time,

and it will be enough.

©Wendy Mulhern

November 28, 2015