Wind takes the lead-
I follow. Arms- flutters
of snow- guide me
to and fro
with the bending of pines.
I feel warm in this cold place.
Nature is strong. I do not mind
following. I step in time
to winter’s music.
Wind takes the lead-
I follow. Arms- flutters
of snow- guide me
to and fro
with the bending of pines.
I feel warm in this cold place.
Nature is strong. I do not mind
following. I step in time
to winter’s music.