i dig this on so many levels. i lose myself in the snow, everything becomes pure, a blanket of beautiful cold. i'm a big man, i'm suited for the cold. i feel free in the winter, free to dream of the future and reminisce in the past....the last stanza calls out to me, "statue of stone"....the phrase embodies all of the feelings that have calcified that part of my heart that was consumed by them....
I landed here in an attempt to be myself and put out the thoughts in my mind.
Its not some diary pages i scribble for the sake of writing, its my memories. Few, which i would preserve close to my h.. more..