My breath plumes in my face
A by product of living
Like winter is a byproduct of life
A time of cold
A time of wasting
A time of death
A time of sadness
Soon the snow will melt
The ground will thaw
The Earth will warm
At Sol’s radiant hearth
Heart full of happiness
Relieved to see Earth colorful again
Flowers bloom slow and frivolous
Life starting fresh
Life striving freely
Life’s thriving tree leaves
Shading, protecting, soothing
How I long to gaze through those leaves
How I long to ensconce myself
In the oxygen of nature
And I’m back in the present
Staring at my exhale
Staring at the byproduct
Dreaming of Spring to come
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