It is said the bison is the only animal
that turns to face the storm.
When the blizzard comes,
it does not hide,
does not wait,
does not look for an easier path.
It turns.
It moves forward.
It meets it head on.
Because crossing the storm
is the fastest way through it.
To face the moment,
not escape it.
For the moment—
this moment—
is all we have.
