I looked outside,

could see the blue sky,

I wondered inside,

what’s my takeaway.

Thought about snowshoeing,

enjoying the crisp air,

wondered what I’m doing

questioning nature.

Seems everything is clear,

then why the cobwebs,

trying to only assure

the mind flows and ebbs.

I’m counting on someone,

to come rescue me,

on this beautiful day, one

asks authenticity.