Christmas Day
So the sun has run its course,
turned to northward once again.
Winter chill is in the air.
Southbound cranes give rattling call.
Solstice gone and Christmas here,
I greet the winter chill with cheer,
feel reborn as icy winds
massage my skin restore my strength.
When the stars break through the clouds,
aimless ships set loose by wind,
horizon reddened by the moon,
Bracing winds restore the soul.
This blog is a posting of previously published works by Ray Zimmerman. Includes articles, poems, book reviews and other nonfiction.
About Me
- Ray Zimmerman
- Ray was born in Canton, Ohio in 1952. He has been a naturalist, a science teacher and a park ranger. He lives in Chattanooga, Tennessee and is a former president of the Chattanooga Writers Guild, Chattanooga, TN
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