Cold Night’s End
A midnight whisper, on a cool, dark breeze
A winter chill runs through the air
A warm, soft hand reaches out in the dark
A hope to be received with care
A thankful smile glows in the night
A warm thought tickles the wind
Two hearts shivering, close in the dark
It is time for the cold night to end
Easter Ellen
~ writing what won’t leave me alone until it is expressed
Easter Ellen writes poetry, prose, fables, reflections, devotional pieces, and three-degree-sideways observations on life. Her work moves through humour, beauty, bite, tenderness, story, and the truth she relentlessly seeks beneath ordinary moments.
She also helps women think clearly, choose intentionally, and move forward with self-trust through content, coaching packages that meet them where they are, and practical tools for building better habits and thinking processes.