Authored: January 15, 2024

It's nighttime in winter
The snow cascades down
The snow falls quicker and quicker
It piles on my head and shoulders,
But I find that the cold is not a bother.

I should be sad right now.
I should be weeping.
But as I watch the snow
Falling so slow
I can't help but feel a wonderful peace.
I should be sad right now.
I smile.

Soon the memories that rush you start to fade. In time they visit but with friendly gifts of smiles and laughter instead.

"In the finality that is, in what will come brother, eternity and eternity alone will ask us all one question. Just one question."

“What does your conscience say?"