Whimsical Snow

January 30, 2012
Flurries of ideas
Weave together
In the night

Looping through
The snarly branches
Of towering trees

The ice
That lies below

Revealing a new
More glorious view
Of the world.

The flurries drift
Into mounds
Of the impossible

Rocks in the road
Disappear, dissolve
Into the uncharted landscape

And foot prints
In the canvas, once unwalked

When surrounded
In a snowy blanket
Full of dreams.

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