Sometimes Snow

Such a privilege spending time in the snow, in the mountains, skiing with my bride and my nephews. Sometimes snow is a gentle reminder to venture outdoors with people who make us feel alive.

Sometimes snow 
challenges plans,
bumps logistics,
and fiddle bows
anxieties
into broken
shards of glass.
Sometimes snow
falls thick and fast
in the steep woods
day after day
gentling rocks
and fallen trees;
swaddling slopes,
glades, and ravines;
and inviting
children and
grown up children
to play away.
Sometimes snow
wonder-whispers
the siren call
of skis shushing,
muffled arcing,
weightless winding,
braiding, gliding
sunup-sundown,
tempting, tempting,
two more, two more,
runs before
we’re done. 

Much gratitude to Susan, Christoph, and Erik.