Winter Warmth

by Rebecca L. Prengel

There’s snow on the mountaintops now,

Winter’s herald ethereal and otherworldly

to those who still bask

in Autumn’s fiery valley.

Firstfruits of the frosty season,

crystalline crown

shoots rays of whiter light.

Kingly cloak

in snowy splendor

hugs the shoulders

of the hills.

Glacial glory

shows Persephone’s gone below.

Strange,

how my heart can be so heated

by as cold a thing

as snow.