Solitude feels like snow, and the blanketed image is omnipresent.

Feel solitude, if only to remember why you said it.

Lose your mindless thoughts, and say it to someone who needs it.

Say it if only to watch them shrug.

Say it until they feel it, and watch their face become as snow.

Inside the blanket is melting, and rivulets are forming, running,

Breaking off of the main stream, but it’s hard to comprehend.

So many tonal qualities to solitude, but all they hear is the snow.

Expand their vocabulary with emptiness.

Expand if only to experience the feeling for yourself.

Listen to the sounds cascading around you, and watch yourself flower.

Expand, and watch them contract.

Solitude started the flood, but emptiness will finish it.

Watch the face become pale, flushed, and feel the rain.

So many words once understood are new to them.

New, like their first breath.

New, except now is their last.

Kill them with a word.

Watch the look envelop them, and see them begin to expire.

They pour forth and drip out of every crack, and you know they know.

You know it with every drop of yourself.

You know it so well you would give your soul away to prove it.

You know it so well, but this stretch of the woods is silent.

You take two steps forward, and another, and all you hear is the crunch of the snow.

It swallows you and envelops you, holds you in synthetic warmth, and the

Wind passing by reminds you of what you will be

All you hear is the sound of the snow that is now you, and the wind that you will be.

You hear this, but nothing else.

You hear this, and you don’t know why.

Forever they will live on, knowing nothing,

Having nothing but a vague recollection of this.

This is nothing to them, but why should it be?

They think their thoughts mean something.

They think their tears are meaningful.

They think their very life holds significance.

And yet, you can cut their supply with a word.

And yet, they will never hear that word until it becomes reality.

Some are always blind to what they mean.

Some will never see the tree until the snow has melted.