Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Lee Side

The wind howls from the East,
driving snow in horizontal streaks
that break & swirl and coalesce on the lee side of the cabin
So that the view out one window is raging storm
and another reveals falling flakes in constant dance of shifting direction.
I feel my life is like the storm,
streaking by in endless blur,
though my mind is like the snow on the lee side,
drifting up then down then swirling madly 'round before finally settling to the ground.

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