Amy Secrist

Tag: winter

  • Clutch

    Wind roars darkly blowing Winter’s bare, brittle limbs across Spring’s path.       

  • For My Husband on His Birthday (or, of winter and waiting)

    This winter lasts, but our time moves steadily from its first unfolding, and we find ourselves in the already but not yet of the journey.  Green plants push through dirt beneath the frozen snow.  Sunlight shines through windows covered with a long winter’s filmy grime.  We wait for warmth and wait for wisdom.  We are…

  • A New Year Mantra for Lent

    Three months removed from the start of the year, and embarking on the first week of Lent, it seems fitting to revisit our new year mantra (with a twist into first person): Seek to bring out the good in those around me, and I will find the best in myself. How does this look manifested…