…to feel
(written 0106.03)

somehow amidst the snow capped grass
a blade shivers more than the rest
while others chide it
saying this is how it is supposed to be
this is how it’s always been
denying the frost on their skin

as snow fades slowly away to the spring
and ushers the unwavering heat of summer
this blade of grass grows more weary than the rest
while others chide it
saying this is how it is supposed to be
this is how it’s always been
denying the scorching heat on their skin

unable to understand
the blade, in reprimand, looks up to the mighty tree
and asks why suffering sometimes becomes too real
the mighty tree smiles down on that one blade and says
"you’re quite extraordinary from the rest…for at least you are able to feel."

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Lord, there are things i can’t change…things i will just have to go through…use it to show me something.

snow is beautiful. it is like a vertical shadow.