Goddess of the rings

The logic was there
With her strings in the rings
Held on the corners
That mindfulness brings
A creation sensation
For with limited space
On that cold frosty Monday
The light from her face
Shone almost glowed
With her bonnet and smile
So under the tarp
I crept for a while

Her lithe and light body
Her ebony hair
Shot through with Autumn
And cherry so rare
She stood there before me
With the glow of the dawn
My heart was a flutter
And the wood store re-born

And the wind brought a chill
That just kind of blew
Into and out off our
bone structure
Too
Imagine those logs
In the dark in the warm
Huddled together
Out of the storm
Possibly drier now by the day
Waiting to warm her
Without delay

The logic was there
The tarp now in place
Out of the darkness
The thrill of her face
With her gloves and her socks
And her bonnet of grey
Working with her
What can my heart say

I was inspired to continue
To be
Out in the air
Just continually
Seeing the goddess with those rings
And her smile
And The light emanating
From her all the while