the moon is a sliver of silver
sit still, you tell me
i sit
snow comes
thick, soft, glittery snow
i cannot catch it
it catches me
it grows around me
a pale and quiet burial
this is the only moment
snow comes
i am a stillness in the snow
i am
this darkness in the white world
i am sitting still
sparrows in the snow
sun comes, snow goes
i sit
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~ SB | http://www.sbpoet.com | =^..^=
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