Poem: Things To Notice When It's Snowing
You will notice the cold at first,
But this is a distraction.
Pay attention instead to the warmth of your breath,
The steam from your lungs,
The fog that escapes your mouth.
Listen to the rattle of the wind,
How its voice eases to a dull moan
Once you have acknowledged it.
Remain as still as possible.
Sometimes the sky is black as pitch,
But notice this time
How it looks like shook linen.
This is when you realize
That silence is a sound—a cliché,
Because it’s the truth.
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