Frozen Places, Quiet Spaces

Take me to the quiet places,
All those frozen spaces,
Covered with a shiny icy sheen.
And I will dream of growing things,
I will dream of green.

Take me to the quiet places,
All those frozen weary spaces,
And I will paint them in my head.
Vermillion with a splash of blue and just a dash of red.

Take me to those quiet places.
All those worn frozen spaces.
And I will laugh, because resurrection is just over the hill,
Quiet, if you listen closely, you can hear the warbler trill.

Lead me to those quiet places,
All those empty frozen spaces,
As we sit and watch the snowflakes fall,
We remember that we are greatly loved,
Though we are so small.