Grand Rapids

In the last breath.

Life after the 'Big Bang'

( )

Foraging my mind

to reacquaint myself

With those things I've loved

that I've left buried under the snow

a sheet of white

of pure

Synchronicity

begins as happenstance

becomes

a way of life.

a sense of deliberation.

maybe this is the right place

the right time

always?

sometimes, at the least

New Years Day

This fence closes in the playground of an elementary school.

The end of the road.

[just the beginning]

Now What?