
sometimes it takes luck
to be at right place and time
to bathe in the light
sometimes it takes luck
to be at right place and time
to bathe in the light
one hundred five hours below freezing temperatures makes sunset worthwhile
difficult to grasp
the thinnest layer of ice
wreaking great mayhem
an owl at midnight
random thoughts floating downstream
all things in their time
bounded by weather
unable to walk outside
dreaming of freedom