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walking on a winters day
walking through a forest
on a winters day
snow crunching under
the weight of boots
breath becomes frost
fire
a murder of crows
cawing in the cold
distance
skies, clouds the colour
of gray like some eternal
pathway to heaven
the ice collects on my
hood
gifts of nature's
hand
at this moment, solitude
becomes
birth
beautiful
Published 22nd Jun 2024
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22nd Jun 2024 5:02am
22nd Jun 2024 7:07am
Considering the extreme heat wave we are experiencing here, the artic sounds a little refreshing right about now.
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.hugs,
buddhakitty.
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.hugs,
buddhakitty.
22nd Jun 2024 3:56pm
22nd Jun 2024 5:22pm
I think the current heat wave brought this one out in me, lol.
Thank you, Ahavati.
Thank you, Ahavati.
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