There is a battle raging
within the physical body with the cold.
Where the dreams of tomorrow
meet the with the challenges of old.
I am hiding out in the mountains….
until the healing comes.
I am buried under the snowbank….
basking in the sun.
“I am always in the learning from the cosmic sea.
*quote from Harold Klemp
....are the Creator`s words to me.
So although the mind wants to read
the title of this poem,
as winter wonderland…
I need it to read Winner wonderland,
as I delight in my Journey home.
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