Winter Soul

Winter Soul

A Poem by Ian

Winter is the evolution of the soul

 

For only when we see the death of timely things

can we truly live

 

and only when we truly live,

may we speak truthfully to others.

 

Winter is realization

 

within each snowflake lies a universe of

changing, ever binding codes of energy

 

and in such simplicity

 

in each human it is the same.

 

By packing the fallen snow, and creating what ever form of art you wish

 

You are a process, in a process

and just by making a choice have you created

and by not choosing

you have already made you desicion.

© 2011 Ian


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Added on January 25, 2011
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Ian
Ian

Phoenix, AZ



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