Be the snow

2/23/17

I want to walk among the

snowflakes and just be.

Adopt floating feelings

not fleeing just seeing.

Follow their directions into

new resurrections when

the wind picks up

ushering fractals into

space or ground to melt.

Let me melt like them into

this sphere and feel the love

so temporary, the heart knows.

This snow is telling,

quiet flurries that mirror life.

Don’t wish it away,

here & now, let’s stay.

Delicate Winter Poem

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Sensitive as permeating

cold on bare flesh

winter’s icy breath

whispering on my neck

blood rushes to cheeks

relief and peace I seek.

I’ll look at piercing

reality glaring glittering

sun on pillowed snow

fear and doubt, don’t show; harsh

seasons that hardened my heart

sharpened my mind and art

it’s there I find shelter

surrendering into ancient forms

receiving survival peonies adorned

upon my crown bowed

frozen yet realizing

mindfulness is endowed

wisdom in frigid grace

acute white lines melt

into brown, gray, green

when I close my eyes

it can been seen.