I Must Walk On

In the snow, I find peace
The white abyss is my salvation
Pieces of above falling to wash over us
Looking at my snowshoe – honeycomb pattern

I know I have to walk on
I have to walk through this

Trudging on
Enduring

My memories are found here
Under my feet, I can compress it
In the air, I can release it
Walking in silence is my peace

The fresh white around us
The fresh white above us
All falling down to become us

© Dallas J. Moore 2015

 

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