Glimpses
Life echoed on the streets this morning
The earth crunched under my soles,
My footprints sunk in the frost
While the early morning light glistened upon the crystallised blades of grass
Children were wrapped in layers, covered from head to toe,
Playing with what they thought was snow.
"Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue" - John Muir