winter.

the winter always catches me by surprise. and one day, all of the sudden, the cold meets me with it’s familiar embrace. whether it’s the kiss of a colder breeze or the tingling of my fingertips after an evening walk. i suppose that’s how it is when you miss someone. at first it’s merely a thought or feeling that had previously been unthinkable. sitting down to a movie on a familiar couch. or perhaps hearing those lyrics from a shared song. and like that, a bitter taste seems to prevail over all else.

it is fascinating to me how broad the spectrum reaches when winter makes it’s arrival. time with family, friends, loved ones. but also that sinking feeling of being without one even when surrounded. like being alone in a crowded auditorium. or feeling morose at a party. i suppose this is because of how sharp the winter is. the heightened senses and experiences. there is laughter and joy but also tears and despair in abundance.

perhaps the ancients understood what winter held when they held their celebrations on the solstice to celebrate the rising of the sun on december twenty-fifth. the day which marks the end of the sun’s decline and a return to warmer climate. perhaps the ancients experienced the very same feelings of loss and loneliness that we know all too well to-day.

i know not when the winter will end. but it will not last for all time. and when it’s reached it’s end, the spring arrives and before we know it, we’ll have forgotten the bitter cold of the season, for the beauty of that which grows in spring shall always outweigh the dark and biting chills of winter-time.

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~ by prestonise on 6 October 2009.