When the storm clouds let loose <br />And it leaves trail of snow, ice and freezing temperature <br />I stop in my tracks by thunder silence <br />For I speak so well in silence <br />Without negative or doubting voices <br />And I quickly find my answers <br />And find the definition of life <br />And solve the jigsaw puzzle <br />That alters my perspective............. <br /> <br />And then I claim a few moments as my own <br />And look for themes in my answers <br />And probably that is the moment <br />That marks a moment of life's transition <br />That eventually brighten my day <br />And feed my soul................... <br /> <br />And in the pounding snow storm <br />I imagine the soft touch <br />Of the falling snow <br />Unleashing my spirit, <br />Spreading my wings, <br />Sharing true colors, <br />And I feel connected <br />With the wider world <br />That takes away all the weight <br />And the pain of life <br />And impose life's rhythm once again...............<br /><br />Seema Chowdhury<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-pounding-snow-storm/
