The fresh snow is a blanket
sealing in the world
as each moment is unfurled
so I may examine its flow
Long remembered rains
along with renewed pains
forget all of their regret
as they now come forth
Like snowfall in the north
to claim the new day
but in an unusual way
forming all of these drifts
A wide series of rifts
in both space and time
releasing all of this rhyme
all of this deep introspection
Allows me this resurrection
a renewal of the soul
with its only goal
rebegin from deep within







A spiritual poem on the slopes upon which we ski in life. You have the perfect rhythm here that makes for inspiring poetry.
John