the world seems complex . it’s really a tangled knot . of simplicity
in the dramatic . can often be found a calm . hiding in plain sight
as the road is plowed . either direction invites . but one way is home
off in the distance . a line is drawn, where sunsets . and snowstorms are born
during the daytime . the lamppost is unneeded . but it’s not torn down
the path, walked alone . is a journey made better . walking together
to control chaos . order is manufactured . which creates tension
the shelter comforts . a little, from the unknown . that still must be faced
all the world would be . covered in a white blanket . if snow had its way