The Womb of Winter

The swaddled sound of the soft crunch thru the virgin white snow
and my own deep breath as it draws in and out
break the deaf air of winter

I feel peace, finally and step after step slowly my smile grows
and I feel alive for the first time today
in the cool air of winter

Although together with my family I feel alone with the blissful solitude
thats unique to the stillness of winter.
That white heaven of heaviness lay on the ground
and not in my head
ahh.... the womb of winter