The Clarity of Snow

There in your eyes
I see a blizzard of emotion,
we are blinded by life’s persistent gales
so we huddle beneath warm woolen memories

and wait for the sun to push its bright eye
between the clouds and blink its glistening halo
across the soft fresh snow of possibilities,
it is then I see your face, once again, for the first time.

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

Having someone beside you to weather the storm with is a lovely gift in itself.
Beautiful poem despite the hint of an underlying storm.

[icelandicblue]

Thanks Sophia...there will always be storms...it's what you do when they come that counts the most. Thanks again. ; )

[Matching Socks]

You're welcome. :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

When our emotions rage like a storm it is best that loved one leave well enough alone and find shelter till the emotional blizzard is over.

[icelandicblue]

There is calm after the storm and some storms must be traveled alone others together. Thanks again.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Very well put, you are welcome, again :)