01/25/09

I was looking out my
upstairs bedroom window.
the
one
facing
south.
I noticed the snow
had been drifted
into what,
with
little
imagination,
could be a beach
somewhere
on
the
Pacific.
the
January
sun
starting
to
gain
intensity
for
spring.
I was thinking
what people
must
go through
to make
them who they are;
And then I realized-
that's not for
me
to figure out-
that's for them.
And
there
it
is.