Dec 2, 2025
a hush settles over my soul with the snow that blankets our home
dims but barely quiets my thoughts, muffled voices through walls
already a sadness and longing for spring or summer, warmth and the sunshine and winds that don't sting
it seems to come quicker every year, but also so deepens my resolve to push through, to survive, to come out of the cold and emerge in the sunlight
to walk freely those places inhabited by nature or art, to exist in the world and feel peace