• Daniel Rodman

The Cold Patience of Winter

The moon shines

through the clear ice

of a cool, still pond.

No sound.

Only the cool breeze's

crisp, traveling, flow,

cleansing everything.

This isolated place,

forgotten, remembered.


the cold patience

of winter.

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