The empty field of snow and shadow,
a reflection of the desire and intent
to start the day new and leave behind the past,
build the best path into the future.
To become what the mind desires,
the field is waiting and as an extension
of you and as a plane of existence in
universe, it is limitless.
And it is yours.
And all that you allow there.
My field is filled with snow,
surrounded by trees,
beneath the cold, harsh sun,
and shadows haunt every move.
