A cold morning this fall

A cold morning in fall

Crisp blue skies

Pristine expanses ground

Swift birds watch fly

Emanations from the sun

Warm yet after scores

Frozen yet willing

Let each iota explore

Bare branches stiff

To leaves parted speak

Accepting mightier winds

A point cease but they'll continue to give

Quiet serene the freezing surface

Beneath but life strives

Nature its part