Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Maybe tomorrow

No maze is huge enough to contain my 
searching soul.
A frosted pane shields my eyes view 
of an artic world.
To no avail, I try to pierce the design made 
by a polar cold snap.  
No warm breath from my mouth or 
the heat of my hands can break the 
engineering work done by nature
around me, maybe tomorrow I will try
again to break the spell of this artic freezing
cold and fierce hauling winds reminding
me that I'm old and frail not able to 
support the wining of this generation of 
wrecking mother nature best show......

1 comment:

Daniel said...

Amazing ode to both the power of Nature and the skill of human soul.
all the best
Daniel

shhhhhh. just listen