Walking in a Winter Revelation

I went for a walk the twelfth day of the dreary twelfth month,
mind churning and lungs full of smoke.
Fluffy flakes fall from an ink smeared heaven,
and somehow the pretty pure white can affect me so.
In the snowy conditions I could have walked for miles,
in the silence that fueled my calm.
Time drifted by and I reached my first steps,
but this time with a different perspective.
Again I walked, same footsteps as before.
Home I walked, flowing through silence, knowing
That if I could, I'd do it again.

12/12/2008