Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Riding home in the snow

its quiet
only the soft settling of snowflakes
on my jacket, pants, boots, eyelashes.
the chill of melting snow on my 
the sting of snowflakes on my face,
soon chilled to numbness,
my scarf sits on my office shelves,
my glasses home on a warm table.
experience nature fully,
its quiet beauty, its purity,
pristine snow white.

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