tree at the end of the road


florida tree

it is winter, and where I am from, green is covered by snow and white

it is winter, and yet here I sit among palm trees, forgetting the chilling wind

it is winter, and the sun is shining and the sky is blue

I have forgotten

it is winter.

light and dark

Calm. So calm.

It’s foreign to me sometimes, the worry creeping in

Darkness can be suffocating

But when I care to look at the contrast of light

Sitting against the darkness:

That is when I can be calm–

I am never alone in the black.