I know, yet somehow I don’t know
I knew, yet somehow I was unaware
We stand amidst a blizzard of snow…letting the winds of change blow
Without a single care the blizzard envelopes us…swirling around chaotically
…yet still It’s movement exudes a misty, gorgeous…dazzling, flare…
Feet firmly on the ground staring up at the sky
Simply listening to the silence…the soundless chaos descending from way up high
This is it
…quietly observing the pieces falling together bit by bit
Eventually it ceases.
Everything settles, no more snow is falling
…and we’re left with an retrospective, introspective, all-consuming knowing.