Blizzard

The Universe of Blizzard

What if winter were to take over?
Not just outside, in the streets and in the fields,
But also in houses, in bedrooms,
Underneath our clothes, and even right in our hearts.
Everything, absolutely everything, buried under the snow,
Obliterated by a white-out.
The north wind freezes time as it flows over us.
Would it be a catastrophe?
Or a chance to start over,
To fix our mistakes?
A new blank page
In the shape of a blizzard.