The days fall towards the distant
spring, the light grows yet gray.
The winter endures, solitude
between birth of light and dark.
The hours, bare of life, raise
their grim branches against
the dim dawn and dusk.
The night embraces, the night
gives release, hiding stars
distant and close.
28.02.2024
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