Standing in silence as the snow begins to fall,
I feel the inner turmoil and pain inside begin to call.

Then I am reminded when the breeze catches hold,
Of the wind chimes and her stories never told.

She plays her melodious songs of joy,
Almost as if it were a clever decoy.

I smile and nod a nod of understanding,
I take in a breath and feel my lungs expanding.

The cold crisp air reminds me I'm here,
I exhale I see my breath and with it the fear.

A wall begins to break and I let myself allow,
As I continue to breathe and live in the now.

The wind chimes play her song with more conviction,
As it melts away my internal restriction.

Snowflakes begin to fall on my face,
As the snow picks up it's falling pace.

I am here, I am alive,
I am a warrior, I will thrive.

Tears stream down and coat my cheek,
But not because this girl is weak.

It takes more strength to let go of pain,
Then the tears began to flow like rain.

The first snow was a reminder to me,
Never let go of the reflection you see.

She is there waiting to dance,
Just let her come out, give her a chance.

The wind chime's song was a gift indeed,
She gave me just what I need.

As the snow began to cover the Earth,
I felt like a child of rebirth.

Thank you for your song today,
It took some of the pain away.

I then retreat from the bitter cold.
To awake and see the first fallen snow.
#MightyPoets