Walking in the Snow...
Crisp, white glistening snow. Brittle cold wind howling through the naked trees. A midnight sky sparkling with diamonds we have named stars.Roaring fireplaces, soft music and warm drinks. Warm homes and quilted blankets covering sleeping forms that sleep as the snow falls. The animals and most people are sleeping, it is after midnight after all. The sound of feet crunching in the snow feels the air as I walk into the back yard and enjoy the silence of the night. This is my happy place, the place where all of my thoughts come together, a place where no evil, sadness or bitterness lives. The world is calm and I am calm. The lights of my home are all dashed and the house is silent. Snow falls and lands in my long black hair and I close my eyes and embrace the the newly fallen snow as it falls. This is paradise, this is heaven, this is my walk in the snow...
Surrounding my little home is a thicket of woods with a path that leads through them. The path is covered in snow now, the trees once covered in lush greens are barren and seem frightening yet I ignore them and start moving toward the path.I have no light and no lights in the home to guide me, I only have the moon and the stars as my guide. I take slow steps, I am in no hurry, no dates to keep or people to see. I smile as the wind blows and the snow swirls around in the air, I am not worried about where I go or how long I am gone. I white rabbit dashes across the path and into the opposite side of the woods, I ignore him, he returns the favor. I want and need this solitude, this is my walk in the snow....
Not much further into the woods and I know I will come across a large open area. In the spring and summer this area is a field of wild flowers and lush green grass. Now it is a blinding white field of snow, untouched, unmarred by the grace of humans. Do I enter and destroy the settled peace of the snow? Or do I just stand at its edge and marvel at it pristine glow? I think I will stand on the edge, and look to the heavens again. Why? Why do I look toward the sky? What do I seek? Nothing. Only for the world to feel the peace that I feel now...I feel the peace just by walking in the snow...
It is here that I weep. I cry and I sob. I am shaking not from the cold or the snow or even the peace I feel but for the war that rages inside me now. I cry and I sob because others can not. Even through all of this, the pristine glow of the snow does not fade, the stars do not stop sparkling. I take one last look at the snow and the sky, and I walk home. Walking in the snow.....
