Mid-Winter encounters on the cold river, setting the stage,
For things to come in Spring, numbers increasing for some...others
Must wait for their turn, when the Seasons circle back once again.

Early morning, floating together in a calm pool of cold.
Somewhere between sleeping and waking, each of you stirs awake.
A new day has begun, or perhaps we are in one long dream.

Heavy flakes of snow falling in the early morning twilight.
Swimming together for safety and diving in search of food.
Cold water awakens the senses that snowfall seems to dull.

Overcast sky reflecting on the waves, lapping from all sides.
Alone, swimming without a destination, diving below.
Surfacing, swimming, diving again, living in the moment.

Morning on a cold river, you float and swim with the current.
Cool crisp air awakens your senses, aware of all around.
Searching for safety you continue on the current of life.