Winter, whimsical
February 17, 2006 – 2:14 am
Faint as the pale glow on a frozen morning
Fine wisps of cloud
Breathe the cold air, unwilling
To stir silence, so rare
Remember, it’s only one life
Find it
Make it worth living
Where? Is it fear or frustration
Or pity that brings tears
Sometimes we forget that we run so we don’t have to accept that we’re not getting anywhere.
And that’s that.
