Tilting Away & Towards The Sun

I look outside my windowSnow falls downLike the down feathers of the fleeing geese gone for winterCold bites through me as I turn away from the sunThe dance remains the same from millenia to milleniaAs we dance through the cosmos revolving one around the otherI circle you yet it is coldest when I am closer.IContinue reading “Tilting Away & Towards The Sun”