Winter's Past

Author's Note - I wrote this night during a blizzard. I had walked outside and into the street, and then turned to look back at the house and saw my footprints in the snow. It was just a very magical moment that inspired me to write this piece.

For just this one moment
The whole world stands still
Me and the snow are the only things moving
I realize how beautiful the world is
When it is sleeping
And how wonderful it is
When the snow is cast for just one tiny second

Under a streetlamp
And how during that tiny second,
It turns gold

I notice

How even though the wind is blowing,
Sending whirlwinds of snow around me,
It never makes a sound
And how the snow is so clumsy in the air
Yet it never fails,
To land so gracefully
And to no avail,
Is quieter than the wind

My heart comprehends that,

With each step I take

Leaves another footprint

Behind me

An impression that seems so permanent

Yet, in the morning

This moment that seems so real to me,

Will be gone

Known to only me and the snow

When the people of this world wake up

The footprints long gone,

My past,

Lost in the snow's delicate beauty

And I will have left

Quieter, quieter
Than the wind and snow