Stillness

The stillness of winter's depths.

The stillness snow demands.

The zero state,

that wipes clean all pre-programmed on your soul.

You emerge metamorph,

free and clean to follow soul knowings.

The muffled silence and blessed stillness snow brings.

The creatures all know to stop and be still at the falling of snow.

Only humans feel above the Planets wisdom,

 and suffer dumb consequence.

When will we learn?

The Fullblood, Wolf Moon whispered encouragement to tattered souls.

Springs promise looms oh so close,

as the planet prepares another blessed chance to birth new growth.

No matter the 'age'.

Feel free to step into that promise and wonder!