Avalanche

Sometimes, or so they say,
It happens like an avalanche,
Quick and intense
And no way to get out of the path
Before it bowls you over
And consumes you forever.

For me, it was more like a slow burn
Like being in the dark
With my eyes closed,
Feeling the rising of the sun,
The warmth increasing,
But not realizing it was high noon
Until I finally opened my eyes
To the mid-day sun

And blinked
Thinking …

How long
Has the sun been shining?



february 2011