necessary mornings.

some mornings there
is only one thing
that can 
possibly be done.


so when the
weather gauge
is lamenting the tale
of negative numbers.


when that long lost
white substance
is making it's 
fall to join us on earth.


one must take
the necessary steps
this sort of morning presents.


put on the kettle.
snuggle into your best scarf.
tuck the laptop under your arm.
and start the day

in bed. 

and don't forget
your cuppa 
tea.

one. then two. then twenty.

one.
then two.
then five.
then twenty.
and then one hundred thousand.
all
falling
together.


and hours later.
our world is....


sweaters.
tugged in tighter.
warm beverages 
cupped between thankful
hands.
cozy-ers cozy in to their
someone closer.


and the candles lite hold 
the color
of our glowing, flickering existence.


and hours later.
our world is....


have i ever seen this 
brillance of new 
before?
every time i ask myself.


my collection of memories seem
to encourage me that...
yes.
in fact i know this.


but the shimmer. 
gentle gracing.
resting.
delighting.
being.


all. it all is new.
every time.
new again.


and hours later.
our world is 
completely changed....

covered.
.....in snow.




it's the best, right?






- n.