Lifeless leaves flutter in the bitter November wind.

Snow blows back and forth at the whim of the wind.

Snow swirls up and down like a Whirling Dervish.

He watches out the window at the howling wind.

His heart feels cold as a winter’s windblown birch.

His heart feels like a leaf against a fierce wind,

which blows off the Big Lake into the valley.

Life tries to cast his heart down and to the wind,

but the love of his life strengthens his heart like

an oak leaf swaying in a summer, zephyr wind.