Cold Embrace

Standing

in the

brutal air

of a blizzard,

I think,

longingly,

how

unexpectedly

fortunate

the flakes are

to have fallen

where you sit,

caressing you

as they descend.

Startled,

I look down

to find myself

standing

in a pool of water;

the snow has melted.

Christmas: On Harmony

May peace reign

and harmony fill the halls;

may our hopes rise

as the glittering snow falls.