All Light and Fury

Gray, blue, wintry morn;
Sun rise over snow patches;
Slight quiver in trees.

 Weed in flower pot
No longer blooms on the porch;
Will it wait 'til Spring?

Large dancing snow flakes
Billow through the frigid air.
Still, the rooster crows.

 While puddles turn ice
The stream still flows on bubbling;
Then more snow flickers.

 Broken tree branches
In the middle of the road
From last night's wind storm.

 Sun beams touch the woods,
Leaving patches of bright light
And glowing pine trees.

Something stirs in woods;
Dry leaves race across the road;
Is Giant coming?

 The wind is roaring
Even as the sun breaks out--
All light and fury.