Mountains

Lay on a rock

by the mountains

after a long hike

it’s soothing at first

but then begins to hurt

much like you did.

Winter Mornings

The chill in the air,

the calm winter snow,

tells me I’ll be okay.

And if not today,

soon.

The leafless trees

and the desolate dirt trail,

now shrouded in white

and slowing down travelers.

Life stops in the winter

and lets me breathe.

I’d never met a morning I liked

until I met a northern winter morning.

The comfortable silence,

the perpetual, still air.

I glance outside

and I regain a part of me I once lost.


Snowfall When I've Got No Plans

Snow has been falling for almost an hour now. I awoke to see a dusting, but now it’s nearly up to my knees. I’ve got nowhere to be, though, and I’m watching comfortably from the warmth of my blanket and a cup of tea. Music plays softly from my speaker; I serenely watch the snow fall. Hours pass and the snow settles at waist level. Sighing, I appreciate this week off from work I’ve taken.