First snow
falling like dandelion seeds
drifting on the wind…
The flakes will melt
as soon as they touch the ground…
No need to get my hopes up
this time…
The cold settled in fast…
Not enough to cool the ground
in preparation for
a longer term blanketing…
Just a squall
like the passion of new love
that wants to grow
faster than it should…
It takes time…
The season has to be
deeper in…
Plans have to be made…
Work has to be done…
Love grows steadily…
Ripens like fruit…
Ages like wine…
Things happen in their own time…
Patience and perseverance…
Driving through the snow
brings back memories of home…
Far away,
and a long time ago…
Missing it
the way I miss her
when I am away
for just a single day…
Looking forward to the time
when this drive will be
to a home
that has her in it…
Our home…
Our future home…
The falling ice crystals are delicate…
It doesn’t take much for
them to melt
and be absorbed into the hungry soil…
It takes a harder winter
to make a human being…
More moisture in the air
and a longer cold
to make the conditions just right…
Just like cells splitting,
reproducing themselves,
is a delicate process…
Everything has to be just right…
Holding on too tightly,
stress felt in the gut,
can change what might have been…
You have to look forward,
farther into the future…
Imagine what it is
that you want…
See it clearly in your mind…
The details aren’t always important,
but the intent must be there…
Patience
Because not every seed planted will grow…
Sometimes it has to wait
for a season to pass…
Sometimes the snow has to fall…
The cold has to sometimes be harsh
before accumulation can occur…
When the Earth begins to warm,
overall,
extremes can happen
in all directions…
More moisture sucked up from the oceans
sends more clouds
to block the sun…
Cold snaps in winter
can send it back down…
I can’t hope for snows like back home,
up North…
That’s not to say they can’t happen…
The world is a different place
than when I was young,
and I am in a different place…
Growth will happen,
but it isn’t always at a steady pace…
There are stops and starts…
Steps back and steps forward…
Every movement
Like dancing…
Drunk on her perfume…
Precisely unplanned
or haphazardly calculated…
Reflexes count…
Thinking without doing,
then doing without thinking…
One step at a time…
Everything will eventually get done…
Everything will eventually be done…
And then there will be more to come…
We don’t always get what we want
when we want it…
We don’t always get what we want…
But we can try…
With patience and perseverance,
Love grows…
Life can both disappoint and surprise you…
Punishment and reward…
Not always for any discernible reason…
Sometimes, just because…
It is what it is
is sometimes all you can say…
Keep doing the work…
Keep hoping…
Keep dreaming…
The snow falling heavier and heavier
the closer I get to my house…
There is no accumulation on the road,
but it is an old, familiar feeling…
Comforting…
Like her embrace,
it feels like home…
Even when the wind is cold,
I feel warmth…
Even when her lips are cool
from having just taken some water,
she warms me
with her kiss…
And someday
the snow will fall
just like back home…
Cells will begin to replicate
under just the right conditions,
in just the right place,
at just the right time…
Like snowflakes accumulating…
Not turning to liquid
as they often do
at this latitude…
Everyday miracles do happen…
They happen all the time…
Just be open to the possibility…
Just be ready
when the moment comes…
Have faith in what can be,
and believe that you deserve
what is offered to you…
Believe that you deserve
the best…
It is not just a dream…
It is more than simply hope…
It is real…
As real as we need it to be…
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