I am the one who …
I am the one who is frozen in a perpetual winter – a winter of
measured emotions that have run their course.
I am the one who is seeking angels in a spiritual quest of
my soul.
I am the one who sees the gate and chooses sometimes to blow
the snow away and not walk through until the time is right.
I am the one who knows spring will come – the angels will blow
the grey picture sky and stark white snow away.
I am the one who will walk the three stone path into the warm
thaw of a spring day.
I am the one who writes of the frozen past in the chill of a
winter day.
