thorough

where are you?
through the whisper
through the looking glass
through the silent shrouds of snow.
it's a constant heartrace of footsteps
and it's climbing out your window.
i'm neither here
nor there
not up
not down
not around.
but i'm still
constant
unchanging
fadeless
dreaming.
the end
always gives beginnings
and beginnings
always bring hope.