Inside-out Climate

One day snow falls in abundance

Ever so softly covers the ground with grace.

Next day blustery wind whips the white powder

And a whirlwind began to roll over

There could be a danger.

The third day ice cold grabs the earth

And in frisson she began from cramp to suffer.

The fourth day the sun comes out victorious

From the sustained defeat it once experienced,

And takes revenge, ice gets punished,

Whipped & deliquesced to the ground.

This was out side climate

And inside me it has its own mate.

Copyright Haileselassie Girmay

National poet Laureate (courtesy Poets workshop USA)

5/5/2005