The scent of snowfall,
Lingers on the winter air.
The Earth awaits Spring.
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Slivers of silver,
Against a velvet canvas.
Celestial beauty.
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The white cloud trembles,
The blue mountain cradles him.
Thus, inter-being.
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A blue horizon,
On a velvety ocean.
Warm transient heat.

I dared to turn just to find,
That you had left me far behind.
Nary a murmur from your lips,
Or a gesture from your fingertips.
I waited just among the trees,
Counting all the fallen leaves,
Until I’d see you there again,
Along the road, around the bend.
Far off to the horizon I look,
Wondering which path you took.
Are you happy, whole, & well?
This storm within, I cannot quell.
Alas, I’m sorry, I cannot wait.
For how does one forsake their fate?
When the snowdrops greet a new dawn,
Perhaps you’ll see I’ve moved on.
And ‘neath the oak, down by the bend,
Towards the forest, there I wend.
Forget me not, nor I you.
Farewell, my love, a fond adieu.

Lost, alone
Beneath a cloudless night
Jet black, a canvas
For star & moonlight.
Crisp wind
Burns my glassy eyes
As memories flood in
All darkness & lies.
Flawless snow
Crunches under my feet
As my pace quickens
Into a solitary retreat.
This, my pain
I carry alone
Folded deep away
So far from home.