Traversing and Conversing

Traversing and Conversing

A Poem by Different Wings
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A few days of doing just that

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I knock down tiny natural sculptures of snow
traversing across a plane that is at once
a barren tundra,
and a field of wonder
first due to the remnants
then due to the present

crunch, calls the ice to my boots
breathe, whispers the wind to my lips
slush and hope are barely underfoot
prayer and birds just nearly overhead

with each step a newfound flow of energy
once lost, and now
so timelessly regained

Soon it is another day,
some force brings us the other way
while still not leading us astray,
and ever-tempting me to stay

time slows down
pureness, up
furnace left
behind as wind is right
and only sanctity seems wrong

Now, at last, the white particles
return, and once again the fields
turn to scattered checkerboards
awash with bittersweet

we remain tempted
but now I press just sculptures of flattened mud.

© 2013 Different Wings


Author's Note

Different Wings
Each capital letter is a new day
also note that this is all happening with my dog :)
The photo is mine; you can see more at kapiyva.deviantart.com

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This is wonderful, I really enjoyed this write. It's heart warming!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Added on April 3, 2011
Last Updated on April 9, 2013
Tags: winter, snow, walking, dog, conversing, tranquility

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Hello! I live in small town New England, USofA. I enjoy writing in many forms, and invite you to read and critique as I do. I have taken all of the writing-attached photos, unless otherwise stated, .. more..

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