Underlying beauty, glazing sky,
here you are to greet me.
Intangible colors, rising.
awakening cold heart at dawn.

It feels like green eyes can see;
for the very first time!
A soul that's stirring up,
a full pot of bright thoughts,
brimming the edge of serenity.
Although bricks and bough's stand in way,
you are holy, beaming love,
on this winters day.

Lucky for me, you return,
with a slow salute tomorrow.
I'll greet you there at same time.
Abiding in appreciation,
through kitchen window dew,
you shine.