Ponder
Snow fell upon a branch of tree
the twig before the spring bud
its weight heavy but defined amongst a background of gray
I reached outward to touch upon
what was once out of reach
and thought in wonder
of what the coming spring would bring
but for a moment
my curiosity had released this burden
and for a moment in time my own
if nothing but of reflection
on it
on me
on life in general
yet here I stand
still in question
the branch now far from reach
holding that which brought it to me
slowly dissipating in my hand
while I ponder what it all means
the twig before the spring bud
its weight heavy but defined amongst a background of gray
I reached outward to touch upon
what was once out of reach
and thought in wonder
of what the coming spring would bring
but for a moment
my curiosity had released this burden
and for a moment in time my own
if nothing but of reflection
on it
on me
on life in general
yet here I stand
still in question
the branch now far from reach
holding that which brought it to me
slowly dissipating in my hand
while I ponder what it all means
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