An abundance of white
fills the landscape, the white
of the falling snow unites
the white land
with the white clouds,
and that enclosing white
comes and enters, and
it's white inside you,
the vast white space
merging with you - and
through you, it reaches
outwards, long after
the snow has melted
and the Sun shines on
the dead grass, that cold
whiteness lives in words.
03.11.2024
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