Winter flight

Winter flight of the cold, of geese,

unfolds the frost, snow has no

forgiveness

 

the depth of the freezing temperatures

is in the reflected pond, the geese cannot

land

 

snow laden wings tire the unforgiving snow

below waiting to entomb the silhouettes of

autumn

 

the breath of the wind on the bough of the tree,

melancholy are sounds of warmer days

remembered

 

timelessness of the hills where inhabitants existed,

they feel the loneliness, the grip of frost, forgotten

footsteps

 

the sunset opens the window to the night, flurries

begin to fall like brittle glass, moonlight guides their

way

 

to dream of summers past

soaring, endless into

freedom.

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