First Falling Snow

First falling snow, bull moose, high mountain lake, Mayas pond, feeling a chill, suddenly winter, sitting still, alone, so far from the lands I went to so long ago, wishing I could be here, for first flakes falling, now here I am watching them fall, and my feeling is, though I feared regret, I am glad I followed that other call, even knowing being here now, was never close to certain

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