A walk

My mouse,

Today, one of the coldest days....

I found myself walking Rocky after work, as usual. Even in these coldest of days, I go bundled up. The bitter cold biting at any exposed skin. As during all walks, my mind goes mostly to you. Even in these coldest of days, I don't lose sight of those small things that catch my attention...

The bare trees
The cracking of the frozen grass under my feet
The birds tweeting about (why are there still birds? why haven't they flown south for the winter?)
A bright red cardinal walking
A blue jay walking behind him
Soon they are chasing each other playing
As Rocky & I approach they scatter.

I think how I never bothered to notice these small things before you
And wonder why
Or if I did it was with different feeling
Forgotten
It's as if I've made a discovery
It's as if you're talking to me through the tweets, the winds & swaying trees

I'm still cold & getting colder & I wish for warmth
All of a sudden, there is a break in the sullen clouds within the gray skies
The sun appears, it shines down on me
Even with my back turned to it, I can feel the warmth upon my back

I turn towards it & feel it's warmth over my face
I smile & can't help but think it's you
That you tapped God on the shoulder & said,
Hey, my mommy is cold. Can you please?

It sounds silly, even to me.
But sometimes I feel as though you are speaking to me
Through these little things, these little ways.

I feel it. In the depth of my heart
Like my spirit channels yours
And just like that, we are together again
I relish in it
A walk with the dog turns into something golden
Suddenly, the cold doesn't bother me anymore

I see and feel something more
And I don't want to leave
But I have to
And I just say, until next time
Until next time
All I have to do is pay attention
To the universe
To all the signs
Listen to the whispers of the angels