Chapter 3: A Poem for Year’s First Snow

A Poem for Year’s First Snow

 

Often when I see you again

I’m reminded of when you came to me–

That night when I was so entrenched in muddy waters

When sleep eluded my embrace and so too did my sanity.

 

It was you, with your cold blanket of white, 

In a moment that could only be described as a granted respite.

Who might’ve granted me that kindness

 

So that my soul could be warmed enough 

To last until I was finally cured of my blindness

 

To hold on a second longer– 

 

Some kind of higher power?

My belief in God or Destiny

 

Is as ephemeral as the first snow.

For a moment, you fall from the sky like a feather,

Yet you melt as soon as you touch the ground.

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I wonder if perhaps the weather just isn’t right–

If I’m not right

 

Or perhaps, I only need

Belief when I need you.

 

You, the first snow, you the winter wind’s blow

You, who showed me life again.

You showed me how warm a flicker of hope can be

 

And gave me a reason to grow

And now I know–seeing you again

From outside a different window–

 

That this life I chose

From my birth in January

To that night in December

And now, in this moment,

Was born within your glow.

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