Life...existence
I know I exist
but is the why
Important

Is there some
grand design
I'd like to think
that there is

some external purpose
a plan laid out
a proverbial paint by the numbers
that I lost the directions for

Haven't as of yet
been able to prove it
but maybe that's the
point of it

or is it just
random chance
just happenstance
a "big bang"

Either way
I think that
it's not about
the why

But the here and now
I'm here, the time is now
what do I make of
my existence

Is there a final judgement
I'd like to think so
but again I can't
prove that

or there isn't a final judgement
in any case
I'm here....and I'm driven
to improve

might as well get started

after a severe storm
outside my rooms
the temperature
is on the rise

the snow
and the ice
melt before
my eyes

after a severe storm
my soul looks outward
the storm that was within
has abated

Life is like winter
whether the storm is
internal or external
this too shall pass

The cold invades
in the material world
the snow
and the cold
have made
their annual return
they mess
with my bones
with my mobility

but
i refuse
to let them
mess with me
not the physical
but my state of mind
I am in control of that
Let the snow and cold do their worst
In my mind it's spring