Awakening Mountain

the darkness slowly lifting 
as the snow falls
my sanity slowly drifting
far from where I am 
but I don't mind
it's still a nice sight
to watch the world awaken at my fingertips
my hands tracing the worn old windowsill
the panes frosted with past tears
colors blur across my vision 
yellow 
gold 
and blue
the crisp winter sky is awakening
and with it 
so are you.