The lightest pink eased
snow-cover's ambient wait.
Black ice was called to pavement--
shortening at length.
As a hilltop raised like a drawbridge,
the press of its sides layed down.
It was as if any number of people
lingered on recognition--as his inner
observations shook him clean
off the earth.
Quartz-swirls stirred the milky pool
of a: Waxing Crescent, which
brought him back.