Light - so much light!
The cold bathes the frozen
landscape in clear, bright,
frigid light, chaste light
that begets no life;
no buds will sprout,
no nests filled,
no grass shall rise -
but what it begets
in our minds!
Such joy, such
unbridled joy!
12.02.2021
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