Floating gently on a cloud....
Seasonal winter and lifes winters occur with amazing regularity. Life is like a mountain range I think...one minute you are at the top, the next falling, then at the bottom and then making your way back up again. The springs of life are hope and faith....the warmth of which cheers you and gives you strength to go on.
Uh oh, let me stop blurbing here, I just found this poem so beautifully symbolic of life...I tried comparing life with a rose once, maybe I'll post that some time!
Love and hugs,
"Poetry is the true expression of my soul, it is my ultimate means of communication. It is my rainbow of delight."