Snow Man Poem by Adryan Barnathan

in this field of softening snow
lilacs strive to lift their heads
and rise to a warmer day
astonished
at such sudden beauty
I look down at my sloppy boots
sloshing and squeaking
oscillating thru the stillness,
and allow my minds eye to drift...
beyond the secondary imagery
to somewhere where you
breathe inside me
where your breath speaks
and melts me into something
more beautiful
somewhere where
there's a bit less turbulence
in the air...
you are this life, in this place
that pushes up in the snow.
I should move on
yet I stay in this place
that can not be hung on to.