December 2, 2007

it’s snowing in Boston.

all of the leaves have disappeared from the trees outside my window
i can see the skyline,
like i knew i would
the Prudential with its red light on top
a scattering of other tall buildings
the orange color of the streetlamps reflecting on the river
a sky all purpley dreamsicle
listening to Christmas music and waiting
but not just waiting,
the holiday
a certain sense of what must be holy
at least in my life

some days i stop and think about things
well, i just can’t put it into words
the closest i can come is this:
my heart aches with joy
and i am so alive
every day.


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