Jason Jones

IMBALANCE

There is a unique quietness to snow covered ground that makes me feel as if I’m the only person on earth. Standing here staring at the beautiful scenery winters storm has created, I want to stay in this moment for eternity. The howling wind rushing through the forest behind me brings with it a chill as it finds every possible route through my clothing. Body tensing from the cold just a reflex as it happens without notice. Lost in thought childhood memories transport me to a happier time. Nostalgia forces a tear to my eye with the realization of that time forever gone. Explanation cannot justify the feeling brought on by this experience. With the tear streaming down my face, a depression takes root as a faint noise draws me back to reality.