out from the inside

snow clouds are different
high and white
light gray?
look more like fog
no thunderheads
steady stream of white particles
landing on branches
and the hush
like the whole world
just entered a library
cleaning the air
blanketing design

snow clouds are different
look like they could hold nothing
yet down it comes
cold transformed into something not as bleak
not as empty
does the world suffer?
does the day begin or end?
smiles can only abandon despair

snow clouds contain a difference
high and smooth
finding nothing
swallowing everything
to deliver… a grace?
a redemption
for time itself

muffled anger
heavy sighs and release
warm coffee never tasted so good



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