Finished shoveling snow for the third time,
placed my bright yellow snow removal tool (the shovel) on a hook (ready for the next time),
I step back onto the moist, lightly covered blacktop,
soft lights from warm windows pierce the darkness and create inviting shadows,
silent and snow laden trees watch as I tilt my head back,
light whispers of wind and a finishing tranquil falling snow kisses my face and massages my soul – this is living!
Life is Passion! 