Snow Falling

Photo by Morgane Le Breton on Unsplash

A Poem by Kimberly Phinney

To fall like snow

on decomposing leaves—

all folded in sleep—

feels like a sort of freedom.

To know a letting go from the sky,

like the leaves from their branches above—

from green to red to brown.

And to take comfort from

this sacred ground—

so close to death,

so close to life.

And to know both at once—

to touch them

and dissolve

into them.

A vanishing act:

both known and knowing

there is more

to come.

Kimberly Phinney is a mom, wife, and child of God. As a professional helper and artist, Kimberly is a professor of English, writer, and photographer. Her writing has been published in Ekstasis Magazine, Fathom, Truly Co, Calla Press, Radix Magazine, and many more. After surviving a severe form of Stage 4 Endometriosis and sepsis in 2021, she is now earning her doctorate in counseling to help the marginalized and suffering. She is the founder and editor of the faith community and literary journal, The Way Back to Ourselves, and was recently featured on ABC News and Good Morning America for her national teaching award and her compelling health story surrounding it. As a mental health and disabilities advocate, Kimberly hopes to use her life, story, and art to help others find their way back to wholeness and faith in a world that has forgotten how.