It is so wonderful, so freeing to get in my car and drive I hardly believe I am here.
The sun feels warmer, the silence deeper, the calm sinks into me like breath reaching into the base of my lungs.
I walk, looking at my feet.
You ask if these are my feelings? Looking down into the snow white.
Yet every time I look up I see anew the expanse of beauty. I run my eye along her uninterrupted horizon. The wonder of Walden under ice.
I wonder if the water will ever come back after this winter. Wanting so much to be in it, I think of lying down my back spine along her icy lip. The wanting is so strong I see myself, I feel myself doing it.
What stops me?
I sit upon the ice knowing I will do it.
I sit. My buttocks sinking into her.
My back skin crawling along my spine.
Flat to the world of Walden.
Every sensor in my skin tingles as the breeze blows through me.
My back spine content now I’ve laid upon her.
The ice of Walden