The world is falling apart, its people deranged.
War and famine join as climates change.
People are on the move to escape the pain.
Water cleanses in blasts and depths unseen.
We wade through facts, the truth unseen.
Snow starts in the upper atmosphere.
Warm air below alters snow
unless we remain cool
where heated skies collide
and moisture tears up in our eyes.
Watching the snowfall gives us hope.
It blankets ugliness’ scope falling on all of us with equal glaze.
Snow reminds us of our better selves and better days.
Spring warmth is gentle like our souls.
It melts the snow so flowers may grow
within the gardens of our hearts.
We are in the midst of a great change.
Unsettled as Spring weather
we must remember we go through this change together.
And those of us who garden will share the bounty of what we sow
with all who are willing to enter
our gates, their needs in tow.
The old world is dying with every angry breath.
Snow in Spring reminds us there is new life after death.
annarino writes 