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Winter Is a Time for Coming Back
Ah, there you are.
You were there the whole time, of course,
But I was not.
I left.
For awhile.
But now I am back.
Winter bird.
Winter sky.
Winter memory.
Winter is a time for coming back.
When there are blizzards of life and dearths of snow,
Changes that freeze you, comforts that go,
Walk outside.
Watch your breath.
Even for one moment,
You’ll be back.
Winter sun.
Winter trees.
Winter memories.
A world of unknowns may take you away
From tradition,
To a world of anxiety.
But then the winter welcomes you back,
To intuition,
To curiosity.
To winter-time familiarity.
For even one moment,
For just one breath,
Familiar chill
Winter air
You’ve come back
Ah, and there…
You are together again.