As I look out and over the white, cold stillness stretching beyond my sanctuary,
Covering all that was vulnerably left open to the night’s weathering whims,
I think to myself, ‘loneliness isn’t all that bad- in fact it’s quite cozy…’
For from any shade of solitude, comparison to the surrounding lugubriosity
Brings a simple light of knowing out of the depths of a desperate heart;
Making the individual flakes of nihilism, compiled as a sloping sheet of silence,
Shimmer as if dancing where they lie atop the frozen ground.
Dance with me, landscape,
Alongside a soul too afraid to counter rhythms otherwise,
Save from a chilled distance that renders judgment impossible.
Copyright Keli Birchfield 2012