snow
whirls
in dervishes
~
icy nettles
sting
my cheeks
~
angry wind
whips
my hair
~
fire
roars
in blazes
~
ahhh....
~
mother nature provided no inspiration on the subject of storms- it was a mild, sunny day graced with a cloudless blue sky~
but i've been caught out in a snowstorm or two, and i remember the frozen results only too well~
i also remember thawing in front of the fire, and how good it felt as the icy residue melted away, leaving me all mellow and warm, inside and out.