While others were complaining
about it
S N O W I N G
again
and yes,
I absolutely was tempted. . .
I caught myself
and literally stopped in my tracks for
just a couple of minutes
T O R E C O G N I Z E W H A T I N O T I C E D. . .
Amazingly
when I just did that for two minutes
and a mere seven seconds
The other side of the coin flipped for me
and instantly
instead of literally joining the Masses
and severely
C O M P L A I N I N G
about it being APRIL 8
and it was snowing
A G A I N. . .
i instead heard the most amazing
symphony being composed and performed at the same time
by an orchestra and chorus of birds
who were in the snow like me
and singing back in defiance
WHO CARES, WHO CARES, WHO CARES, WHO CARES, WHO CARES,
and I stopped myself and S A N G
back this amazing refrain from an inner voice
I didn’t recognize:
I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO,
and I did
. . .I finally recognized what I noticed
that m o m e n t s
even those sprinkled with snow flakes
on a April 8th Sunday Morning
on the edge of an empty Church Parking lot
where bare brush and trees only purpose
were to collect rare Spring snowflakes
are L I F E T I M E S
that never perish
and nor do the ones
who take the time
to recognize
what they notice. . .
I won the coin flip
to one of the biggest events
in my life
(this time)
but it was all I had
and all I wanted
in just two-minutes and seven seconds. . . .
