Storm Light
(For Winter Light & a friend)
Snow particles dust my clothing,
prick my eyeballs,
spread a layer of white powder that
might soon congeal into glistening, blinding ice.
The snowflake theory:
each flake miniscule, virtually weightless,
yet, when enough flakes coat
the branch,
it snaps—an intense light shines.
I struggle thru the storm,
intend on 2 missions: to survive the
heavy weight of snow
that could suffocate me
and to reach
a new-found friend who will warm my
gut and heart with an omelet and a kiss.
photos by skip schiel & teeksa photography