Snow falling
peacefully whirling
A gust of Arctic air
sends a chilling command
to challenge
the bare red twigs
of dormant berry bushes
laying them over
to surrender in defeat.
The bluster
retreats
Calmness courageously restored
briefly with relief
of peaceful coexistence
Then, the bugling of
wind through the eaves
Sounds the command to
“Charge” once again.
Nature has declared
unsympathetic war
on the steadfast roots of its earth.
Through the sheltered window
of my room, I watch silently
The battle has begun
The harsh reality absorbs me
Confrontation is part of life.
None shall win.