Swirling all around,
I feel bound in the white.
It sneaks in,
Shoes,
Pants,
Shirt,
Under everything.
Like a child I run forward, my eyes are skyward as my hands stretch out in front of me.
'More!' My minds yells the white falls all over me.
Covering gloved hands and a red nose.
My laughter fills the winter wonderland as I dance about the storm.
I want it to take me, guide me and most of all make me one of the lost ones.
Dancing in this forest storm,
hit's home.
I'm standing in a white blizzard,
doctors, medicines, and gowns.
This Snow storm has taken on a new twist as I sit in this desert wasteland.
