Terrific poem.

Because We Hunkered Down

These bleak and freezing seasons may mean grace

When they are memory. In time to come

When we speak truth, then they will have their place,

Telling the story of our journey home,

Through dark December and stark January

With all its disappointments, through the murk

And dreariness of frozen February,

When even breathing seemed unwelcome work.


Because through all of these we held together,

Because we shunned the impulse to let go,

Because we hunkered down through our dark weather,

And trusted to the soil beneath the snow,

Slowly, slowly, turning a cold key,

Spring will unlock our hearts and set us free.

(Malcolm Guite)


  1. “Spring unlocks our hearts” scans better I think.I like your idea.


  2. Oh, utterly beautiful and that image sits so well with the

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    1. Yes, it’s a fabulous image – I love trees in all seasons! Somehow he’s managed to capture a spirit of winter – it’s not just description – he kind of carries it into our hearts by tying the outside weather in with our feelings about it. Masterly.


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