Eschatology

I want to dance in the snow
in the dark of night
like I did before there was weather radar
to show the precise moment a snowfall will end
or clocks the precise moment the first-light will break

I want to live in the moment of eternity
where this night and this snowstorm
have always been and always will be

to exist solely in possibility

I want to dance in the snow
in the dark of night
without any prediction
of a coming clearing of clouds
without any promise of a dawn