Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Once in Winter...

I can recall that once, in a time of snow- the flurries seemed to hold their space, warmly
From a windshield I watched the indecision of nature rule over me without pause.

There is a time to be thankful for all the things that we cannot control.
There is a time to take notice of the voluntary mechanisms that are ours to articulate, as well.

Hand and hand go the 'need' and the 'want'.

Acceptance is a burden, though filled with release.
I am powerless in this time of uncontrollable circumstances.

"If you are anything - you are a survivor".

And so I push on - surviving
Yearning to softly close the door on the cruelty of Winter and its crisp, shrill frost.

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