Ah-h-h-h, the essence of time. Time can't hold us down but moves us forward, keeps us on our toes and immerses us in memorable scenes of the past, present and future. It is our best friend, often our worse enemy. We have too much time on our hands, not enough time to do the things that need to be done or just barely get by as time flies without warning.
Wintertime is the coldest season of the year for most parts of the country, some being milder than others, some being beyond any reasonable perception of cold. Winters come, winters go. They will always be a part of the cycle of life beginning a season of dormancy awaiting rebirth. Yet, within bleakness lies a pristine side of Winter. Mosaics on frozen ponds and lakes stretch outward in all directions, cracks and crevices revealing life thriving underneath. One tree hangs on to its leaves while others stand barren baring scarred limbs naked to the earth and sky. Gone are the plush and green replaced by shades of gray often covered in blankets of white.
We live the Winter with thoughts of "I can't wait until Spring arrives!" Thus, when wintertime arrives, do we simply wish away the winter time?
Animation of snow cover changing with the seasons Source: en.wikipedia.org |
Wintertime vs. Winter Time
Winters of the past
Aged not forgotten
Images frozen still
Long ago begotten
Images frozen still
Long ago begotten
Time within winter
Slowed to a crawl
Breaths unlabored
After toils of Fall
Slowed to a crawl
Breaths unlabored
After toils of Fall
Winters of the present
Snowy fields impart
Stormy times ahead
Yet stillness of heart
Time within winter
Spans hours inside
Hopes and desires
Lay calm fireside
Lay calm fireside
Winters of the future
What truly lies ahead?
Without needless worry
Without needless worry
Living the moments instead
Time within winter
Ensues time well spent
Without a single moment
Wond'ring where time went
Wintertime, any time
Past, present, future
Build upon images
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