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The Blustering Wind
Swept up in the moment
The gap filled munching
Carrots in the snowstorm
The blustering wind whips against me
Penetrating my cocoon
I feel alive.
Swept up in the moment
The gap filled munching
Carrots in the snowstorm
The blustering wind whips against me
One usually thinks of spring
One usually thinks of spring as the most life-affirming season, and yet winter also has its moments when the chill air and snowscapes are comforting, and even refreshing. Where I live, January is a terrifically cold month, so that few clouds can actually coalesce, giving us some piercingly blue, and exquisitely beautiful, skies. Your poem called this natural pleasure to my mind, and I thank you for that.
Starward