Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Prayer

Raise these ashes of snow.
Pace this abyss,
dismiss.
Ascend.
Upend.
Know,
flow.

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Yet another snow day. White-out appointments and plans. I try to be understanding about the aesthetic-emotional compulsion for a white Christmas. But who needs snow after Dec 25th? Whoever you are, know that you're on my pout list.

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