Ice fishing

When was the idea born - To sit upon the ice - And simply wait - For a baited hook - To find its target? Patience And many layers Winning out Over elements and armor We bend with the seasons Carving our path And searching out What we need - We lose a dormant season … Continue reading Ice fishing

The Windy Season

The storms that come Bring no release All hope is dormant We rest quiet Broken In so many ways Digging deep For spirit To rise again We are cast about Facing into the wind Remembering easier days As we push and strive Always forward No matter the heart We cannot find ~ Caroline A. Slee