Monday, December 9, 2013

After a Storm

No matter how much it snows,
No matter how long, it leaves,
Eventually, leaving you,

Given you are you, not gone
With the storm and the power
Cut, longest night of the soul,

To contemplate the glory
Of the aftermath, sorry
Somehow, it's not still snowing.

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