The Green of Winter is Gray

There is nothing green,
more or less, about winter;
nor more or less black and white.

The black of these blue mountains
shadow down our yellow valley
winter (summer, spring and fall.)

The red dusk and dawn prophecy
more or less tells the weather of
our each new day a hope
winter (summer, spring and fall.)

No. In winter is only the
more or less yellow of green,
the black of blue, and only
the usual red.

Yes. In winter the still, small
quiet of white
comes and goes, comes and goes,
wind to moon to sun.

O, yes. The only green is gray
about the certainties of winter.