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Winter swirls around the window

like a whirlpool sucking me under

as I lose myself in the reflection

of the glass

and I give thanks for the shelter

that comes from having found a place of peace

winter puckers up

and blows a kiss to my cheek

as a draft worms through a crack

in the frame

and I give thanks for the warmth

that saves me from bitter temptation

winter turns to growls and rages

trying to summon up

the doubts

and fears that linger in the frost

still, I give thanks for the salvation

that offers a blessed rest