The snow-covered world ushers me home
the road stretching out beneath me
as the stars array themselves overhead
this time of year
I follow not Polaris
but Orion
his belt my beacon
East east east
homeward
The mountains rise
my mountains
not to be conquered
but befriended
like a funnel
they channel me
the final miles
Home
snow and sunshine
your outsides are cold
but your insides feel warmth
comfort
Peace.
We are all warm inside too when our family is home together!
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