Late Winter Sky

Standing on the dark frozen lawn,
beneath the cold gorgeous late winter sky,
my eyes would open wider,
wide enough for the stars to fall inside.

The ice blue red shifting light of the stars,
the chill air, make me shiver with cold delight
in the deep black well of this still frozen night.

The Creator who knows me knows those stars,
lit long before He touched this clay with life.
But He knew when He filled the almost infinite sky,
I would love this icy cold beautiful night.