pondering wind and wood

standing on this porch
at this moment in time
no stranger than any other
just as strange as each
and everyone the sun highlights
the melting snow
and can be blinding
if stared at for too long
sitting on top of a wooden structure
on a wooden chair
writing at a wooden table
noticing how all of it is
sturdy in the wind
simultaneously watching
all the trees bend
and sway in the wind...