poem?

[mcbrat]

the face of the dog in front of me is really comforting.
the world Ice ouside is ever present but always a pane of glass ensures my safety.
the wind blurs in snow and i watch with knowing that the smoke from my chimney keeps me
safe degrees away.
and it moves out there while here i am still.
what a thought to think that i only have stillness if i carve myself away.
a hole in a hil to carve myself into or a valley or a community
thats existed for thousands of years there gathering the human resource that is also protective;
like a hole or a cave or a sheild.
herd animals the lot of us.
and when there is snow this is a reminder;
of the world we used to face together.
and in the snow that falls there is remembering of this truth.
a primordial evolutionary sway moves us all to clearing a path that everyone walks
moves us to warm eachother
and rub shoulders and crave eachothers heat in united desire.
brains dont know its not about surviving anymore.