Winter Cycles

Feeling dragged down from the season of winter

The Seasonal Affective Disorder

is here once again

I have pangs of hunger

to go out - yet the

need to hibernate

overpowers them

A victim of the Polar Vortex

it's a struggle for me

to even go to the store

I'm tired, weak, lazy

I wander around in my house

then pace back and forth

The dreary sights

around me

bring me down

the snow dancing wildly,

soft but fast like 

a young ballerina

swiveling past us

The season of ice

all around me

I yearn for the

aqua water on the

shoreline - the warm

sand - the boats

illuminating their

reflections and 

bubbles of soft waves

at low tide

I dont experience

who I am

The longing for

somewhere else

leaves me lost

in the horizon