As I open the door
The cold engulfs me first
raising hairs on my neck, shivers down my spine, prickles on my scalp
Next the smell
so mild, pleasant, crisp. similar to rain or dew
my lungs take in this air for the first time
The light begins to peek over the mountains
clearing the fog, cutting away the dark
The quiet is both a comfort and an uneasiness
Only the earth under my feet whispers as I walk the dirt path
The lake unblemished, like a mirror for the sky to look upon
no wind, no waves, no life
standing there, absorbing the surroundings
I am the one to break the silence, to shatter the utopia
as I drop the pebble in the waters…
these ripples go on Forever
Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 11:48 AM UTC
As I open the door
The cold engulfs me first
raising hairs on my neck, shivers down my spine, prickles on my scalp
Next the smell
so mild, pleasant, crisp. similar to rain or dew
my lungs take in this air for the first time
The light begins to peek over the mountains
clearing the fog, cutting away the dark
The quiet is both a comfort and an uneasiness
Only the earth under my feet whispers as I walk the dirt path
The lake unblemished, like a mirror for the sky to look upon
no wind, no waves, no life
standing there, absorbing the surroundings
I am the one to break the silence, to shatter the utopia
as I drop the pebble in the waters…
these ripples go on Forever