Winter

At the end of the day - the light is fading...the snow is falling.

Silent. Still.

The wind is blowing. The world is white.

For me - it's what it is. It's what it's always been. It's what - I hope - it will be forever.

I love this season. I love the warm comfort of the cold....and the cold hard bite of its warmth. I love the quiet...the peace...the endless shades of empty.

I love that in one single word - I know exactly.

This is what it looks like....sounds like...tastes like...smells like...feels like. It's in my bones...my being...my heart...my soul. This is it.

It lives and breathes and resides deep within me.

Winter.