Mindspring

Waiting for the mind

To spring alive

Here there is no

"It is like" at all

Instead it's just a cold

A foreboding silence

Like having you back up against

An east facing wall

And you don't know how high it goes

Or how long it will take

For the casting shadow to fall

And die again

To the inevitable light

Of life alive

Each day

Specifically in the cold months

Ans mornings