COVID Winter

by Tom Swift

Now is the time to learn anew who you are. To write and reflect. To ask yourself good questions. The sort of questions you would ask a good friend. All contentment is available when you forego externals. To grasp is a form of fighting yourself. You will, you must, admit defeat. Your happiness is up to no one else. Last night you shoveled wet snow that arrived early — snow heavy enough to bend branches. What strength and calm comes from self knowledge. To let go of that which keeps you from your true nature is to become immediately lighter. Just as the trees immediately lifted their limbs skyward as you swiped snow from their branches.