it is in this
the winter rains finally
came
all cold and windy and long nights
lasting weeks at a time
it is what you say
and that which is left unsaid
all pondered amongst the clouds
it is the strangest weather
breaking for a day
sometimes for days
into crystal blue skies
then back again
whiteness and waiting
from this time forward
it will be in the tensing of muscles
and in the arching backs
in the texture of skin
in arms
wrapped tight
to keep out the cold
from this time forward
it will be in the rain and fog
as much as it is
in the sun
shining into our eyes