Snowfall at Midnight

A poem from my college days

The geese flock overhead
While I, myself, travel off to bed
Burnt out from finals and make-up work
Like the lamp that ran entirely on midnight
     And made the night feel like eternity

The snowfall floats as if frozen in time
Chills breaching the safety of the covers to freeze my core
12:00 was all the clock would blink
Before I reached out, to move its blue screen toward the floor
     Outside, I watch the small flakes linger

How much snow is like the passing of time
Taking forever to fall from the sky
Lingering around us for a mere moment
Only to melt away into the past
     Only to come back as fluid memories later on

Except for tonight, when the cold has frozen the hour glass
Or... maybe I'm so tired I've lost my sense of time?
Touch the bedside window, the ice melts and time slowly moves again
Spring will eventually come and time will once again flow freely
     But for tonight, let time stop so my mind can rest

I often worry about time in winter
As if its a frozen bubble, floating down the stream
But then I recall that life, even if slow, will go onward
So once more, I lie down and count the flakes outside
    And as I drift away, I swear I hear the clock, slowly ticking away.