and we continue onward.....

and 'upward'.....
and the spectrum of possibility is endless with opportunity and potential........
and as the winter skies turn  to a crisp, springlike 'azure'.....
so do we begin to count the blessings and miracles
 hidden away......
 down beneath the piles of slush and leftover snow...
the 'mounds' which have been, inevitably,
 'shoved' over to the sides of the 'cement jungle' thoroughfares....
forgotten and dirty and playing the roles,
 really ONLY,
  as 'remnants' of the 'COLD'.....
moved aside, in order to 'service' the urban legends,
 who are ever attempting to 'navigate' through
the obscurity and random placement....
 of 'idiosyncratic avenue'
.....as such......
blissfully ridiculous....
beaurocrats making their ways through the mazes of 'red tape'.....
 and........
to what end ??