Sunday, March 16, 2014

Stuck by the Woods on a Snowy Afternoon

The woods are but a narrow shield.
Concrete and metal and mess concealed
I look about me through the snow
Because I have been forced to yield

There's chaos on the streets today
The snow and ice kept most at bay
But we, on the road, thought better
And now we've learned there's no clear way

Cars and snow are all around.
But despite the crowd, I hear no sounds.
I stare out my car windows and see
Lone trees stoically standing ground

I sit and stare upon the wood
Still and Peaceful it all stood
Against the noise and fervent crowds
It bore the storm as only a tree could

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