The Flow of the Winter Sun

Blue Pine with Snow

When ice flow melds into the ravens’ wings, freezing

and hindering their hate

we will drape ourselves with immeasurable beauty

the pine trees magnificent,

the strength

of the colder air

and the peace washing us

in the snow,

all within

the flow

of the winter sun. 

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies

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