Softly floating – hovering – looking down
Distracted, disconnected, unfocused.
The air roaring through the vents carries me swiftly to the river.
Laying on the granite rocks –
– warmed by the sun
Toes in the frigid water
moving swiftly over the rocks.
A leaf on the surface traveled far –
The treeless riverbanks tell me.
The sun beats down
Heat – a drastic dichotomy against the frozen water.
Snow run off;
A snow long forgotten.
I blink in the brightness and refocus
On my desk.
Cool, sterile room.
The sun on my face.