Wednesday, October 28, 2009

The Change


Last night
I joined with my students
to stare
without ceasing
out of the window
to watch the snow
fall under the street lights
in the parking lot.

A solemn ritual.

A rite of winter
to once again
discover
how
even with
our resistance
time and seasons
march on
as does life.

We were all
once again
four years old
and discovering snow
for the 67th time.

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