Red scarf
He left hearth and home searching
Walking with unsteady steps in crusty snow
The winter wind wraps around his heart
Step by step his marrow freezes
The lowering sky reflects nothing
The snowy field is endless
At home lives conditional love
Traditional fires left him cold
His path leads him elsewhere
The red scarf around his neck
A farewell gift for the road
The intended warmth keeps him going
Conventional truth tries to bind him
Weariness slows him down
Hopelessness wraps his legs in icy chains
And still the wind pushes him back
Embracing him with impossibilities
Swirling ghosts obscure his imagined vision
Determination clears his view
Footsteps uncovered mark the way
Uncertain he follows
A distant light glimpsed through blowing snow
Ice crystals sting like memory’s whip
A stranger appears with arms extended
Intentions without shadows
The red scarf wraps tighter with false belief
He reaches with desperation
Rainbow gloves grasp his frozen hands
A sudden gust pulls fiercely
The red scarf loosens and joins the wind
A new fire warms him
