Drifting

 

 

 

Drifting

 

I want to drift upon the snow awhile,

Fancied away,

Where thoughts mingle,

With nothing more than shadow and light,

Where a thousand million stars have fallen,

Glittering in the sunlight,

Reflecting joy,

Deflecting doubt,

Collecting all of the beauty,

Which nature has in store,

Which nature can restore,

Within the eye, the soul and mind,

It helps to remind,

Me,

Of being a child,

Again,

Never lost,

Never forgotten,

Never alone,

Only tucked away,

Sitting in a bedroom,

Gazing,

Smiling,

And, dreaming,

About my windowed world,

Which,

Once again,

Has been captured,

In a drift!

 

Peter Lowell Paulson

January 29, 2021