Slope
Snow does not cross borders
or change for each
country it lands
why are we so different
than the landing snow Crystals
on the mountain
slope
I want to be able to move
land and fall
love does not bend
or alter when it hits its mark
the spark can be killed
or nurtured I feel
the sorrow of man
and mankind as they are
waiting for a home house car
addicted to things unable to
live and be in the moment
we run and fly from the moment
to live in the future or the past