in frozen january
i catch myself
longing for spring–
for days that bring
no mere warm breeze
but greening;
for gentle nights
that linger longer
over twilight.

a life incredible, vivid, excellent.
in frozen january
i catch myself
longing for spring–
for days that bring
no mere warm breeze
but greening;
for gentle nights
that linger longer
over twilight.
'life is either a great adventure or nothing.' --- helen keller