Beneath the clouds

 Draped across the awakening sky are countless clouds galore

Telling us that the day will open with rain or something more

Though the sun is snuggly hidden beneath the grayness all around

We know it's present and ever ready: it's glowing light is found.

Chilly winds are slowly waking and whispering to the passerby

While wintery breezes stop to touch us, frosty gusts greet you and I

One more showing from the winter, before the seasonal Spring awakes

Tells us there is beauty around us: a searching spirit is what it takes

God is present in every creature and in all of the universe around

Imprints of the Great Eternal are always echoing in what is found.

Despite the coldness of the season and the dreariness of the day

Beauty can be found awaiting, whispering in secrets along the way