Snow Observed

Shall I ride a snowflake
to work?
Shall I be ready for life today?
Shall I listen to the music of love
in the silent fall?
Shall I drift and melt my mood of fear
into friendliness
Shall I be brave enough
to fall downward if I must
gracefully, leaving my mark
on the earth
happy to have been on a ride?
Shall I ride a snowflake of love?

Chicago, 2000