Grounded in Today

I thought, one day, that the snow would never end.

That the sky had split like a torn pillow burying the earth in white.

And window glass etched with frost blurred the stillness of midnight.

It wasn’t a time or place where my mind could wander.

Instead, it was a time when emotion might.

No person should witness such bleakness and feel as tranquil surrounded by winter’s blight.

Yet there I stood knowing that the past’s door swung slowly shut and the future lay shrouded in a dark mysterious height.

05 March 2012 Albany, New York

Copyright 2012 all rights reserved.

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