How have you been feeling lately? Winter has a way of slowing everything down and stirring up deeper emotions, loneliness, reflection, tenderness. I love poetry for moments like this, so I want to share a poem I wrote that speaks to that quiet inner season, and this is actually my first time sharing my poetry publicly, so I hope you’ll receive it with openness and enjoy it as much as I loved writing it…
Winter Isn’t Empty
by C. E. Strong
Winter tries to tell us
nothing is happening.
That stillness means absence.
That cold means failure.
But listen.
Every step I take cracks the ground open,
a small sound reminding me
I’m still here.
I walk my dog beneath a quiet sky,
the moon watching like it knows something
I haven’t remembered yet.
The cold strips the noise off my life.
No pretending.
No reaching.
Just breath turning visible
and truth with nowhere to hide.
Everything looks frozen,
but it’s only waiting.
Waiting for light brave enough to stay.
Waiting for warmth to remember its way back.
And maybe this season isn’t about becoming,
maybe it’s about allowing.
Standing exactly as you are,
unfinished, unthawed,
and trusting that what feels like silence
is actually preparation.
"Winter Isn't Empty" is from Heart Lines
by C.E. Strong.
(Pictured above is our beloved chocolate lab, Kobe, who adored playing in the snow❤️)
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