Saturday, December 29, 2012

snow storm

the reflection of the moon on the fresh fallen snow.
the eerie glow illuminates more than the cold night sky.

the light usually brings comfort through clarity- revealing more details than the clumsy darkness allows.
but not tonight.


the silence of the abandoned streets rings through the air.
the quietness is louder than ears can hear- bones rattled, core shaken.
the quiet usually brings serenity through focus- centering genuine thoughts from the whizzing mindlessness.
but not tonight.

the power of the snow is more that the frozen flakes taking their place, chilling our lives.
the frosty drops should glisten with wonder- covering the mess of winter with a fresh, clean cover.
but not tonight.
not tonight.