Monday, 28 December 2009

Winter

Falling snowflakes, frail

individuals, fresh

dancers in a reel

are floating close to death


because a few short ticks

will force a change of form;

crystal filaments connect

and sheets of ice are born


but in any cold

person, system, place,

the sun will wash its face

and amber light unfold

power, cracking warm

so ice can flow back home.


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