The Fire is almost warm in the face of this Snow
No Wind is not engaged in rings of silver with this Land
I hold you for warmth and will not let go
To my bones is Cold and no Snow is a blanket
For this human need
The White is clean and brighter than the Moon
Still, the Sun will send it into water then to transpire
Into clouds not of our making
Snow is not Royalty as Ice can be
It can kill but is not willing
Ice is willing, Fire, more than Ice
Snow Avalanches fall from every Tree
Rain Snow down to the earth
Each crystal shatters
Is not Snow anymore
Bears who are still in Dens
Stretch and yawn and smell
This Snow
Turn over in their sleep
To wait for Melt
Snow Melt will come
Land gives over to Water
Snow leaves quiet
Somewhere inbetween
Only this patch
Black from cinders on this road
Reminds:
Once I was Great and Covered All
Once I was No Sign Of Life
On the Life of this Land
Once
I was
Snow
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