new thinking

he said, "when the trout are sipping insects...."
and i just s.t.o.p.p.e.d. listening.

sipping insects.
sipping insects. 
sipping snowflakes.

today, yesterday, and the yesterday before, in fact
i have been sipping snowflakes.

the turning of the year
is thankfully all about
sipping snowflakes.
may your new year be 
a surprise, a joy, a sorrow, 
solid and true,
a mystery, a home,
a journey.
with love,
who is,
as stated previously,
sipping snowflakes