standing frozen

balanced on a bubble of wind under the moon
the quaking does not disturb the one who holds
a thought of evergreen boughs weeping in a snowfall
steady will be the minds who dream the night into being

 

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8 thoughts on “standing frozen

  1. In the near dusk at the end of day, I found these words…….while listening to Leon sing “a song for you”, and I was reminded (anew) of the many ways we return, in a shutter of notes, and in the first downy whisper of the snowfall……….

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