Frozen Tundra

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The past is a frozen tundra
Immovable and unchangeable

There is only now
This present moment
To live in the knowledge
I have gained

I allow the past
To drift away
On the ocean of tears
I have cried over marks
I have missed
And cherished dreams
I have failed to
To manifest

Today I make peace
With the Present
And arise from the frigid waters
Frozen fingers aching to weave
A new beginning
From all the frayed ends.

6 thoughts on “Frozen Tundra”

Geo.

Thanks for this. I know the past is an unwieldy thing, but your excellent poem includes the hope and craft of futurity –that the past is always under construction. Best wishes for this new year.

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1. mother wintermoon
  
  Hi Geo! Happy 2019! Thank you for your wonderful comment. Really glad to reconnect with you. Please leave me your blog address.
  
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D. Wallace Peach

What a beautiful wish for the new year, MW. To thaw and weave our new days with love. ❤

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01/01/2019 at 01201920191 p05pm11+00:00 Reply
1. mother wintermoon
  
  Thank you, D! All things good to you in the new year! I’m a big fan of your writing! ♥️
  
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  01/01/2019 at 01201920191 p05pm44+00:00 Reply
rob kistner

This is beautiful Wintermoon…!

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01/01/2019 at 01201920191 p01am04+00:00 Reply
1. mother wintermoon
  
  Thank you, Rob! I appreciate your feedback. Best wishes to you. 😊
  
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