on days overcast one can pretend time stands still and just be lazy
it’s a paradox that frozen, icy windows make one feel cozy
when a storm rolls through how we react is based on how we are prepared
there are traditions that we hold dear that do not make sense where we live
to light up the night we must forget that the night was already lit
an untidy path helps us remember; we live as part of nature
let’s make it festive wrap the sleeping trees; and light the long winter nights
the wind blows the same without consideration for flag or nation
what’s underneath is important, but it is the cover that we see
to determine north look for the side where moss grows and the snow gathers
uptown jack 