philosophy

Here I stand, .. staring at the sky without the sun beautiful, .. shrouded in clouds, periodic crying .. frozen, ... deep in snow. I walked down the meaning of all this. Calf sank with a ruler (the snow). I stood among others who do not know anyone who would be in mounting it. I am of them.

In my heart I ask, ...

"Why there should be cold in the snow in this country ... in this blessed country (motto), .. why they can survive all this, ... vast stretches of land that offers a warm, ... why should stay here, ... from all this ,..?"

While I realize, all this because of the greatness of the Divine, momentarily lost in thought in all this, my face .. which should clean up all this (snow), ... lightened my path, remove all loads .. handcuff increasingly try to interfere. Although every step bandaged miss (my family) tolling erratic in the heart. It struck me all of that when the snow broom. I have to keep stepping in all this, by looking for a street full of mercy.